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Registering and Registering 3 

The Freshman; His Nature and His Needs 4 

A Castle 6 

Poetry 6 

My Picture of Santa Catalina 8 

Out-of-Doors in Autumn 10 

New Books 11 

Book Reviews 13 

Maryland State Normal School at Timonium Fair 15 

Visiting Georgia Teachers' College 16 

Instrumental Music 17 

Hollywood Birthday Party 18 

Poetry 19 

Editorials 20 

School News 22 

Campus Elementary Hobbies 29 

Sports 32 

Alumni Department 35 

You're the Judge 40 

Advertisements 42 

The Tower Light 

Vol. VI OCTOBER, 1932 No 1 

^zgxslzying and, Registering 

REGISTRATION DAY may just mean registration day to the outsider 
but the freshmen and juniors at Normal find special and vastly 
different meanings for it. 

As a freshman on the morning of registration day one steps down 
from the street car and somewhat hesitantly wends one's way toward the 
spacious temple of erudition. One wonders if all those people are 
going to the school or if the other freshmen have just brought along 
a few of the family and relatives to ward off that first lonely feeling: 
for, despite the crowd, it is a lonely feeling. It's not like going back to 
the old school, so supremely assured and at ease. Seeing others warmly 
welcome old friends doesn't help matters much, either. 

Well, anyway, one has reached the top of the steps, wKat now? 
Perhaps you ask a fellow sufferer what to do and perhaps his response 
gives you only that satisfaction we humans find in mutual helplessness or 
— let's be optimistic and say that one finally finds oneself in line with 
many others. After that, it's not quite so bad. It's surprising how much 
better others' smiles and little attempts to help, make one feel in those 
first moments of bafflement. And so through the maze of tags, cards, 
questionnaires, receipts, schedules, appointments and whatnot, the ordeal 
proceeds. ' 

To the junior, registration comes so easy. The warm feeling of old 
friendship supplants that of wonder and bafflement. Even the gravel 
of the driveway seems to have the power of bringing to mind so many 
past experiences though we glance at it so casually, hardly noticing. It 
seems just like another day, except that the street car wasn't crowded. 
In fact, if one hadn't recognized a vaguely familiar face or so, one would 
have been sure it was a mistake and this wasn't registration day after 
all. But upon entering the building one is assured. At least some of 
one's friends — for they are all friends now — have made their appearance. 
"Where's the crowd .^" they reply to your query, "Why, we have until 
four this afternoon to register. There's no hurry, you know." 

Then there's the usual "awfully glad to see you back again," "Have 
a good time this summer," "Fine, thanks, are you glad to be back?" 


and so on. Aside from the excitement of greeting old friends again it's 
like mid-year registration day. You've become so accustomed to school 
that its atmosphere is a part of you. And so through the round of tags, 
registration cards, receipts, schedules, and more, all culminating in one 
grand fuss about the "tough schedule", Registration day is over for the 
junior, too! 

Adelaide Tober, Junior 4 

''The Freshman; His l^ature and His 


Freshmen are curios. There is no doubt about that. Everyone ad- 
mits it and almost everyone has attempted to explain in writing 
the freshman phenomena, from the higli-school senior as a last 
minute inspiration, to the noted psychologist who explains the various 
complexes of the minds of freshmen. The freshman at Normal is under- 
going a complete renovation ot his intellectual powers and, at the same 
time, is burdened by overpowering cross currents racing through his 

A freshman has an inferiority complex. After the first two days, 
the bright, shining casing of his brain is considerably dulled due to 
vigorous attempts to dig up fossils of per cent, decimals, half -note rests 
and many other inhabitants of his brain in the elementary years. At the 
beginning of the next week, he is a total wreck all around. To begin, 
he doesn't know where to find the theory of mitosis. He feels, however, 
that, after two library instruction periods, he should know and that if 
he doesn't, something is wrong somewhere. Yet, due to his bashfulness, 
he refrains from asking and begins to formulate his own ideas about 
mitosis. And thereby hangs another tale. He becomes a victim of "beat- 
ing around the bush." He flounders hopelessly but, still hoping to make 
an impression of one kind or another, he keeps on trying. After a day 
or two, he realizes that beating around the bush is just one circle after 
another. Seeing one of his classmates in the library, he starts to go over 
and question him as to the whereabouts of mitosis. The question arises, 
what will the classmate think — I've been around here four days and I'm 
still hunting for mitosis; maybe I'd better not go over to him because 
he will think I'm hopeless. Mitosis hangs low over the head of the 
freshman, causing him to walk slowly with a bent back but still harboring 
a feeble hope in his already hopeless brain. 


The library is not the only influence in a freshman's life. Clubs and 
their try-outs shadow him continually. I can't try for Mummer's because 
of my cowlick and my pug nose, he thinks — they would look terrible 
from the stage. Little does he realize that he would suit a butler or a 
gangster role perfectly. Glee Club try-outs are enough to give even a 
junior an inferiority complex, especially if he has a voice that resounds 
on his larynx with a nervous pulsation. Hunting up his locker also 
nourishes an inferiority complex. This sounds silly but after one has 
followed green lockers up and down on both sides of the hall several 
times and still finds that after 476 comes 238, he begins to lose con- 
fidence in himself. He begins thinking up games to acquaint himself 
with the number system in order not to appear too stupid. But when a 
prospective teacher begins playing counting games in the middle of the 
second floor hall, things commence to look dark and dreary. 

But the things that are stumping most freshmen are the orientation 
courses. It's rather a difficult problem to find anything oriental about 
math or education. One ambitious freshman consulted Webster as to 
the meaning of "orient" and found it to mean a "turning toward the 
east." The problem was to decide next just what "east" would mean at 
Normal School. With that step, the freshman dropped the matter entirely, 
summing the episode up by mumbling to himself, "What I don't know 
won't hurt me." 

An inferiority complex tends to cover all the charms of a fresh- 
man. He has sincere ambitions and earnestly tries although his concep- 
tion of the word "tries" is rather vague. Many a freshman is hoping 
that he will be signed up on the hop scotch team so that he will be able 
to prove his ability in that line. Others are hoping that some day they 
will overcome their backwardness of one form or another. A form of 
backwardness is overtalkativeness in order to cover bashfulness. No doubt 
there are others who likewise hope for the same. 

The great problem facing the world today, that is, the school world, 
is how may a freshman become his natural self. It takes a great deal 
of will power and determination to pull one's self up to his own level 
after having been placed in an inferior position by one's self. But the 
freshman himself is the answer to his own needs. He must realize that 
he is not the only one suff^ering but that many others are keeping him 
company. He has simply to orient himself to his surroundings. 

The sooner he realizes this the quicker he will become more like a 
junior. However I hope that time is not in the near future, because, after 
all, one must have something to write about! 

Eleanor Goedeke, Freshman III 

A Castle 

IN THE SOMBER darkness of night, the towers of the ancient castle loom 
up into an opaque, cloud-filled sky. These lofty citadels have creeping 
about them the grim atmosphere of ghosts and spectres. The spook- 
iness of the shadows crawling past the tall, narrow-framed windows gives 
one a feeling of frenzied horror. At any moment, one expects to see 
a troop of apparitions come marching quietly and stealthily from behind 
a portion of the imposing second story. The bushes and shrubbery which 
surround the mansion add to the strange, deep gloom by the murmur of 
their incessant rustling, a movement caused by a slight, mild breeze. 
The winding paths and especially some steps, which slope mysteriously 
down the embankment, lead to different entrances to this castle. The 
heavy doors are guarded by strong locks, lest some foreign goblin try 
to gain admittance. Steps lead down to the slimy waters which surround 
the slope. It seems as if the castle is situated on a deserted, haunted 
island. From the depths come the faint sounds of the dark waters rolling 
upon the grassy part of the slope, and the soft splash on the stones. But 
in the midst of this gloomy quietude stands out the everlasting impression 
of something supernatural. 

Annette Lieberman, Junior XI 


You made me cry today as 'tho I'd met 

Perhaps, a tragedy, wherein too soon 

Some noble soul and dear was lost at noon 

Of life, when 'twas but for your pain I let 

My heart be shown. Your little care is set 

Into a world so full of cares. The tune 

Of joy you sang has waned as some pale moon 

Has waned and died — ]ust that, so trite, and yet 

Somehow your smiling lips which hide a heart 

So sad, have made me feel as if some one 

Had chipped a piece from off the earth. Believed 

I once, I'd hate the one who took a part 

Of me for grief. They'd say my strength was gone. 

Today I smile amidst my tears, relieved. 

Sara Kornblatt, Junior 4 


Autumn is a gypsy maid, 
Surely you must know; 
Don't you see the colors bright? 
And feel her cool breath blow? 

The pumpkins glisfning in the sun, 
Are gold this maiden gives, — 
The corn stalks stacked up in the field, 
Are tents in which she lives. 

See! Her cloak, once new and green, 
Is now a dingy brown, — 
The leaves now turning red and gold. 
Are trimmings on her gown. 

Poor Gypsy maid, she's torn her dress! 
See the fragments fly? 
Some drop down upon the earth. 
The rest whirl toward the sky. 

Of course you know this maiden, 
Who comes but once a year! 
She tells us that there's fun on hand, — 
For Autumn days are here. 

RiBERO WlLLEY, 1931 


Morning opens her drowsy eyes 
Dazzles the world with her smile 
Awakes life with her song 
Takes the dew from the hillsides 
Stirs the city into bustle and din 
Then gracefully gives way to afternoon. 

A. WiLHELM, funior 4 

"My Picture of Santa Catalina' 

OFF the coast of Southern Cahfornia Hes a mountainous island of 
rare charm. As is truly advertised there is "No trip in all the 
world like this." 

Part of the lure of Catalina is its island courtesy. As the steamer 
approaches the shore, airplanes and speedboats come out to greet the 
passengers and to cut capers for their amusement. From the slopes of a 
mountain the old carillon chimes forth "I'm Going Back to Avalon," 
and the people in their picturesque beach costumes gather behind chalk 
lines to welcome old friends and newcomers. There is a happy feeling 
of expectancy, for this island breathes of adventure and romance. 

Yachts and sailboats roll gently on Avalon Bay; they are old friends 
of the island. A small craft glides by the wharf, a scimitar shaped boat 
trimmed in red, "The Gray Dawn" painted on the sides. A strong youth 
paddles it gracefully thru the clear water. There is a glimpse of a gleam- 
ing paddle; — Catalina is casting its spell. Far down thru the green 
waters there is a flash of pearl from an abalone shell, the silvery streak 
of a smelt, or the sudden splash of a coral perch dying the waters around 
with its reflections. There is much of beauty in Avalon Bay and the 
charm of it lingers long. 

A group of excited onlookers out at the end of Pleasure Pier are 
discussing the merits of the latest big catch, a four hundred pound sword- 
fish. This time the honor goes to a woman. The old fishermen wag 
their heads in reluctant approval and with little encouragement are soon 
reminiscing. The thrill of deep sea fishing holds the crowd together for 
a while until the voice of a ticket agent breaks in upon the reveries of the 
old "Salts," 

The motorboat trip to Cataline Isthmus is presented so vividly that 
many are soon comfortably seated in the "Betty O," and looking forward 
to a delightful scenic ride of thirty miles. "One good turn deserves 
another," and there seems to be no end to the twistings and curvings 
of the shore as the coves, inlets, and caves come into view. Pirate caves, 
such as advenmrous boys dream about, are the source of many blood- 
curdling legends. Indians, too, once roamed the island and left their 
traces in the peculiar names of some of the quarries. Two bald eagles 
from their vantage point on the mountain peaks look arrogantly down 
at the small boat as it passes Twin Rocks. A school of silver fish ruffles 
the calm sea ahead of the boat. A flying fish sails suddenly out of the 
water in a sweeping arc — leaving only the memory of dark gleaming 
wings. A huge whitish rock in the distance turns out to be Birds' 
Island, where all varieties of sea birds make their home. Evidently they 


believe in a "shining palace" built upon the rocks! A white fishing smack 
looms up. There is a view of the small Isthmus harbor with yachts, motor- 
boats, sailboats, and rowboats crowding each other in friendly fashion. 

Palm trees fringe a pebbly beach. An Hawaiian movie "set" adds 
a bit of atmosphere. Many abandoned sets interest the visitors and 
shatter a few of their pet illusions about moonlight and romantic Hawaii. 
A trail leads across the island which is only a quarter of a mile wide 
at this point. Desert scenes — a few sparse palmettos, sand, and a cactus 
proudly displaying a single vivid flower livens up the scene. In the 
distance lies an old Chinese junk, resting in the shallowness of a low 
tide. The walk is pleasant, and many lovely shells are found along the 
beach. After a while the "Betty O" chugs back to Pleasure Pier. Along 
the homeward trip a school of flying fish, excited by the boat, and three 
fat seals crowding each other on a buoy, delight the passengers. 

The undersea gardens are at their best in August when the purple 
kelp bursts into bloom. At other times the glass bottomed boats "reveal 
the wonders of the sea" in the form of oddly colored shells, queer for- 
mations of sea weed and many bizarre tropical fish. 

Although the attractions of Catalina are many, the sunsets are 
unf orgetable ; palm trees silhouetted against a sky of flame and turquoise, 
mountain peaks miserly hugging the last wisp of silver, and water of 
emerald and orchid! 

At the close of day when lights along the shore send shining ribbons 
of color into the bay, a vibrant darkness fills the island. It is hushed. 
Is it resting then — or whispering its most potent charms? Only true 
island lovers ever know. 

Marguerite Simmons, Junior 2 

City Streets 

The city streets are loud and gay, 
With lights and crowds and noise — 
A million woes and sorrows 
A million cares and joys — 
/ like to steal off to the park 
And sit beneath a stately tree, 
Whose quiet calm and friendly cur, 
Seems to comfort me. 

A. L. S., Junior 7 


OuUof'^Doors In Autumn 

"Now the quietude of earth 

Nestles deep my heart within; 
Friendships new and strange have birth 

Since 1 left the cit^s din." 

HAVE YOU ever paused in the woods on a bronze autumn day? If 
you have, and were conscious of the splashes of color displayed 
you have glimpsed something of the misty twilight of the year, 
for the golden glow of autumn awakens in us the knowledge that Nature 
is saying farewell and soon all will be gray and still. 

Look at the brightly colored trees against the velvet azure of the sky. 
The golden poplars and scarlet maples blend in with the brown of the 
oaks while the cones of the garnet sumac glow in the sunlight. Noise- 
lessly the dead leaves flutter to the ground only to be picked up and 
romped along with the breeze. When we watch the leaves at play and 
see the trees' flame of color across the sky we are reminded that for the 
present Nature is almost asleep. But we are renewed in spirit when 
drinking in the brisk autumn air even though we are saddened to realize 
that through all the splendor and display we can see the closing hour 
of Nature's life. 

Can you feel the spirit of the woods as you pause on a bronze 
autumn day.-* If you can, you will find the joy that comes to all true 
Nature lovers as you travel along the trail that leads through God's great 
out-of-doors. Edna Ikena, Junior 1 

By The Sea 

I like to go down to the seashore 
When waves dash wild and high 
When the sting of salt is in my face, 
And clouds hang low in the sky. 
I love the cool of the rushing winds — 
The roar of breakers on the rocks, 
The swirl of water high and wide 
Against the lonely docks. 
The ghosts of ships, the ghosts of sea 
Of days that are no more 
A tale of bright tomorrows — 
Of things all gone before 
1 like to go down to the seashore 
When waves dash wild and high 
And sing a song to the speeding gulls 
As they go winging by. 

A. L. S., Junior 7 


7s[ett; Boo\s 

SEPTEMBER is always an exciting time in the library, because there 
awaits one the joy of prying open big wooden boxes of new books, 
and seeing what treasures are ready to be haled forth. 

Most of our new books ordered in June are requested by the Faculty 
for the enrichment of the various courses, but there are a few already on 
the new book shelves, chosen because of their contribution to general 
information or pure enjoyment. 

Among these are the novels "And Now Goodbye" by James Hilton, 
a story of clerical life and romance in England; "State Fair" by Phil 
Stone, a picture of Iowa life today and how a prize pig is entangled 
with the romantic adventure of two young people; "Shadow of the 
Crown", by Ivy Bolton who writes a historical novel about the Knight* 
of Malta! and "Westward Passage" for those who liked Mrs. Ba^'^es' 
"Years of Grace". 

For lovers of mystery and detective stories, there are" 'What Dread 
Hand" by E. Gill; "Miss Pinkerton" by Mary Roberts Kmehart; "Monkey 
Boat" by N. Trott; and two collections, "I'he Supernatural Omnibus" 
and "Best American Mystery stories of the year", edited by Carolyn Wells. 

Juvenile fiction includes "Waterless Mountain", the beautiful and 
poetic story of a Navajo boy, for which its author, Mrs. Armer, received 
the Newberry prize. Also Rachel Field's "Calico Bush", a story of 
colonial days in Maine, as interesting for adults as for girls; The Gays' 
"Shire Colt" uniquely illustrated and beautifully made, although some 
may find fault with the pictures because they do not actually look like 
the little colts we see grazing by their mothers; and Elinor Whitney's 
"Try all Ports". 

In psychology, interesting titles are "Quiz Yourself" and "The 
Wholesome Personality". There are many educational titles, and in addi- 
tion several books which will be referred to by many departments, for 
their valuable material. Such are Hartley's "Mediaeval Costume and 
Life"; Chapman's "Pony Express"; and Hawks' "Romance of the Mer- 
chant Ship". 

There were some fine new art books: "The Art Teacher" by Lemos; 
"Art of the Child", by Pelikan; and "Fine Arts" by Tannahill, besides a 
number of other books on gardens and furniture. 

Music has some good new titles such as "Singing Cowboys", and 
the theatre has a new history, "The Theatre from Athens to Broadway". 
"Capstan Bars" will be used by both English and Music departments 
for its sea chanteys. 

Literature and travel both have their quota of new books; and in 



biography we have "Mozart" by Davenport; the autobiography of Lincoln 
Steffens; and Baring's "In My End is My Beginning", which is a 
biography of Mary Stuart, Queen of Scots. This is uniquely told with 
four separate narratives by Mary Fleming, Mary Beton; Mary Livingston 
and Mary Seton, who were the four Marys, maids of honor, or ladies- 
in-waiting to the romantic and beautiful but ill-starred Mary who was 
successively Queen of France, Queen of Scotland, and claimant to the 
throne of England. 

The library has never enough history to meet all needs, hence addi- 
tions have been made to ancient history, including "Egypt and its Mon- 
uments" by Hichens, a beautifully illustrated book; to mediaeval history; 
and to colonial American history with Jernegan's "American Colonies", 
t>t«ides duplicates of titles already in use. Gaps in the story of our 
country have been filled in with such books as Ghent's "The Early Far 
West" and. "The Road to Oregon", up to present day affairs as told 
in Frederick Allan's "Only Yesterday". 

M. L. O. 

Maryland State Library Association 
Meets at Chestertown 

ON Monday, September 12th, librarians of the Maryland Library 
Association met at Washington College, Chestertown. The group 
from the Western shore met at the pier on Light Street, to take 
the ferry to Tolchester. There they were conveyed by 'bus and private 
auto to Chestertown, where they were greeted by Dr. Tits worth. Librarians 
from the Eastern Shore joined the group in the auditorium, where Dr. 
Titsworth narrated most entertainingly the history of this college named 
for George Washington and endowed by him. Dr. Apple of Hood 
College closed the morning meeting with a short address. 

The librarians were served a delicious luncheon by the College, 
after which there was a symposium around the tables. Many short book 
reviews were given, including new titles of fiction, biography, and other 
forms of literature, a particularly fine review of Lewisohn's "Expression 
in America" being given by Dr. Brown of the Enoch Pratt Library. 

The afternoon was devoted to round table discussions of problems 
in school and public library work, and the day concluded with a delightful 
trip back to Baltimore across the bay, with a sunset and a moonrise to 
add their beauty. 

And Life Goes On 

ViCKi Baum 

WHEN Vicki Baum wrote "Grand Hotel" she became a literary 
sensation. Perhaps the most striking feature of "Grand Hotel" 
was its interesting character portrayal. To say the very least it 
was tremendously skillful. In her second book, "And Life goes On" 
Vicki Baum has not failed in her ability to make her characters colorful. 
She has done this in a comparatively drab setting. In a very small village 
in Germany, Elizabeth, a doctor's wife, is the real household drudge, 
dedicating her life to the scientific cause in her husband's work, and her 
child. One does not see much glamour in the life of this woman who 
spends her day scrubbing medical laboratories, baths, and instruments, 
cooking special diets for patients, and trying to make ends meet and at 
the same time pay for equipment bought by the doctor. 

The whole aspect of this woman's life is changed by an accident 
which takes place outside the little town. The monotonous routine of 
her life is broken by the care of Peter Karbon, an automobile tire mag- 
nate, who is injured in an accident. He is quartered in the doctor's house 
and eventually becomes the being of Elizabeth, who has tasted so little of 

The entire town becomes disrupted by the accident. Trodden factory 
workers become frenzied strikers; a pampered actress of Berlin knows 
the bitterness of loneliness and neglea; tyrants become arbitrators — each 
character, so beautifully portrayed by Vicki Baum, becomes essential in 
the carrying out of the plot. 

Many characters in numerous stations of life become involved in the 
clutches of inevitable circumstances, are carried into a whirlpool of 
emotions, finally to emerge — And Life Goes On. 

Hight Flight 

Antoine de St.-Exupery 
Night Flight — ultra modern in its theme, setting, and style. 

A night flight for air-mail service is introduced in Buenos Aires 
by Riviere, chief of the pilots and responsible for the entire service; a 
man of many emotions but showing none through his mask of stern 
discipline and duty. Three lines are run: the Patagonia line, the line 
from Chile, and the Paraguay line, converging from south, west and 
north on Buenos Aires. In "Night Flight" one lives through the night, 
sharing the anxiety, problems and satisfaction of this great project. 

The author has caught the spirit of aviation even in his style. 
Monotonous? No! The book is great. 



Homer W. Smith 
Publ: Viking Press 

Kamongo is the native African name for the lung-fish which is 
found in Africa in the Lake Victoria Region. The fish is capable of living 
in a dried river bed for many months, existing in the hard earth without 
water, kidneys paralysed, blood concentrated, life at its lowest ebb. 

Joel, a scientist, endeavors to obtain these fish in a living state 
to bring to the laboratories for experimentation. The experiences and 
experiments of Joel, who is working with Kamongo, at times seem 
utterly incredible. 

Aside from the very interesting scientific point-of-view, there is a 
philosophical theme carried throughout the book, brought about through 
the conversation of Joel and a very human English clergyman aboard the 
boat en route to his respective post — ^Joel, a scientist, the clergyman, a 

Kamongo is unusual in that it is read with the ease of light fiaion 
but leaves one enwrapped in thought, curiosity and perhaps amazement. 
The book has proved its merit in that it is a selection of the Book-of-the 
Month Club. Aside from the benefit which you might gain as a teacher, 
you'll enjoy reading this little book. 

E. Lassell Rittenhouse, 1931 


Each morn we rise to face the newborn day 
With new ambition surging in our hearts 
And act our own peculiar, private parts 
In Life, the only never ending play. 
We do not let our troubles steal away 
The joy in life existence still imparts. 
And yet at times the black, discordant darts 
Of Sorrow will remind us we are clay. 

We rally when we see the glowing dawn. 
Sometimes we doubt with hearts in anguish torn; 
But still we think that when we journey on 
We, like the White Winged Angel, are reborn . . . 
The everlasting spark in human brawn 
Lies in the hope of every golden morn. 

Ernest Ilgenfritz, Junior 3 


Maryland State J<iormal School as 
Represented at Timonium Fair 

CALIFORNIA OR Bust!" were the words which first attracted the 
spectator to the Maryland State Normal School exhibit. This 
was the goal of those young boys in School No. 98 who made 
the covered wagon bearing this boast. Along with the covered wagon 
was an Eskimo sled with its Eskimo doll as driver, both of which were 
products of the activity period in a transportation unit. 

Transportation was only one of the many units represented. Among 
the other work from city training centers were a Holy Land Unit, an 
Indian Unit, and part of the Colonial Unit. From the county schools 
came another part of the Colonial Unit, and many fine examples of com- 
position, letter writing, and drawings. The Campus Elementary School 
had a large representation of art work from the Kindergarten through 
the seventh grade. The songs written and composed by the sixth grade 
were quite a marvel to the public. The display of the Campus Elemen- 
tary School Year Book showing the different drawings and designs made 
by the children themselves, was of much interest 

However, the elementary school children didn't have all the exhibit; 
we Normal School students also had our share to demonstrate our 
policy, that we, as future teachers, learn to do ourselves what we 
shall expect the children to do, so that we may guide with a much 
greater understanding. There was a large section from the library repre- 
senting some of the new books for children ; how we teach children to read 
many references on a single subject, then to file their reports. The com- 
parison of new and old readers was of lively interest to our friends who 
attended the schools of yesterday as were the charts showing our modern 
method of testing and grading children in reading. 

This year a new system was tried out. Each morning and afternoon 
there were two or three girls from the student body, to explain the 
exhibit to those who were really interested. In this way the public had 
a chance to ask questions and be answered intelligently, while Normal 
School was getting a chance to explain and show some of the new meth- 
ods of education to a widespread public. This is a far from boring task 
when you have such distinguished visitors as the Governor, Albert C. 
Ritchie, as well as all the people of all the state that are interested in 
the work being done at our various training centers, by the elementary 
school children under the supervision of the Maryland State Normal 
School students, who are doing their praaice teaching. 

Dorothy Becker, Junior 8 

"Visiting Georgia Teachers College' 

CAN you imagine a student from the Maryland State Normal School 
going to an assembly period during the summer holidays and en- 
joying it? Such was my experience when I visited the Georgia 
State Teacher's College this summer. 

I was told that the students in the school were full-fledged teachers 
who were taking their summer work. As the student-body entered the 
auditorium, I noticed that all were young men and women. Another 
thing which I noticed was that men students were not scarce but plen- 

The speaker, Dr. Hastings, had a real message to give to teachers 
and I wish that every student in my own school might have heard him. 
Dr. Hastings said, "Be sure that you have an ideal and a goal, but don't 
let this goal be money or a degree. In the hands of the teachers of the 
United States, lies the material and framework for the building of a 
greater America. When you, as teachers, look over the faces of the chil- 
dren in your classrooms, don't see Johnny, who chews gum, or Jane, 
who passes notes. Look ahead! See those youngsters, not as they are, 
but as they will become." 

The school orchestra played during the programme. While the 
numbers were not quite as elaborate as "Country Gardens", the fine old 
pieces such as "My Old Kenmcky Home" were a delight to the ear. A 
quartet of male voices also sang negro spirituals. 

Following the chapel period, I was taken for a tour of the grounds. 
iThe first building which was exhibited for my inspection was the gym. 
This was a new building built by the alumni. Under the gym the oppor- 
tunity summer school was holding classes. The children in these classes 
were backward children. Here the students of the college observed. 

I visited the swimming pool. The instructor told us that classes 
are held here to teach non-swimmers and to perfect the stroke of swim- 

The school consisted of eight buildings and several tents. The tents 
were used by the men students because the school was overcrowded and 
the women students were occupying the men's dorms. 

I was told that the South had only recently provided such opportu- 
nities for its teachers. The states below the Mason-Dixon line are awak- 
ening and this beautiful school proclaims it to the world. The first step 
has been taken for better education in the South. 

Frances Fantom, Junior 8 


Instrumental Music 

THE Normal School Orchestra organized and held its first rehearsal 
on Monday, Sept. 19. Virginia Cable, of Junior 2, was elected pres- 
ident and Dorothy Olert, of Junior 4, secretary. At present, the 
membership is as follows: 

Violins Cello 

Leonard Kulacki Eunice Burdette 

Michael Saltzman Cornets 

Frances Steiner Vivian Cord 

Erma Grafton Eleanor Sterbak 

Dorothy Hendrix Piano 

Raymond Dugan Irma Zipp 

Frank Zeichmer Tympani and Drums 

Morris HoflFman Harris Baer 

Alice Rodkey Woodwind 

Louise Wenic Dorothy Olert 

Malcolm Davi^ Elwood Beam 

Ernest Ilginfritz Organ 

Elizabeth Lephardt Virginia Cable 

There are several applicants for the second cello and the double 
bass, but the successful contestant has not yet been chosen. 

At the Assembly for clubs on Wednesday, September 14, the Or- 
chestra was represented by Virginia Cable who spoke of its aaivities 
and Leonard Kulacki who played the Intermezzo from Cavalleria Rus- 
ticana by Mascagni. 

An invitation has been extended to the Orchestra by the Community 
of Sparks to play in its auditorium for a community gathering. It will 
be remembered that the Orchestra played at Sparks on an evening early 
in March of last year. 

On October 2, at the Y. W. C. A. candle-light service Leonard 
Kulacki played the Ave Maria by Bach-Gounod. 

For the first time, a saxophone ensemble has been organized. This 
is an entirely separate organization, meeting for rehearsals during the 
fourth hour on Tuesdays and Thursdays. These students are practicing 
school songs and getting ready to attempt larger things. Donald Schwane- 
beck is chairman. Other members of the ensemble are Elwood Beam, 
Dorothy Olert, Raymond Dugan, Ruth Kreis and Ida Mae Shipe. 

A piano ensemble under the chairmanship of Virginia Cable met 
for the first rehearsal on Wednesday, Sept. 21 at the fourth hour. Not 
all of the members have been chosen yet, though several people have 
tried out. 



Very soon a violin quartet will be formed with Leonard Kulacki 
as chairman. The members will be seleaed from the violinists of the 


Hollywood Birthday Tarty 

(Aug. -Sept.) 

ELLO, Operator — give me 708 and get it quick like they do in 
the movies!" 

"Hello, Normal.' We had our screen tests for stardom in 
Richmond Hall Parlor — but first of all, the visiting stars, Laurel and 
Hardy, Una Merkel, Mary Pickford, Janet Gaynor, Colleen Moore, M. 
Qievalier, and others were entertained at dinner in Miss Sperry's garden, 
where tables were arranged informally. 

Unique place cards with a hand-painted border of holly, had small 
pieces of wood attached. A star's picture on one side and the menu on 
the other — with "such as" Gaynor and Farrell, Melba; Montgomery All 
Star Number; etc., carried out the Hollywood theme. 

After dinner, in Richmond Hall Parlor the lucky birthday guests 
were given screen tests. To the shout of the director, each passed in 
front of the camera and represented one of the stars. Connie Bennett 
was given a retake and ordered to "roll the eyes a trifle more". The 
business-like director thought M. Chevalier needed "a little more swagger" 
with his song "One Hour With You". Laurel and Hardy arrived late. 
They were numbered for a retake but got temperamental. (Sh-h-h! Can 
you picture Miss Gross playing double.?) And can you imagine it, the 
sassy director asked Miss Colleen Moore for "a little more blase"! 

The "gals" got a few pointers from the short talks, especially from 
Miss Bader's "Why are Blondes so Fascinating?" (because they're modest. 
Ouch!), and "How to be Exotic" by Miss Shue. "Future Material for 
Hollywood in M. S. N. S." by Dr. Abercrombie gave us all a wee sma' 
hope. These talks with, "How to be Sophisticated", and "How Tele- 
vision Will Affect Us", have made the birthday guest wiser, and I hope, 
more exotic and sophisticated. 



I walk today through fields 
Where softness sweeps in color 

deep beneath a dusky sky, 
And hills stretch up their blue 

and purple shadowed woods 
Into the great sweet bowl above. 

Some singing spirit of the air 
Whose heart is whimsy 
And whose step is light, 
Has blown her misty breath 

in whispers, all about this day 
And with her dreaming fingers 

cupped the earth. 
And softly blurred its colors into depths. 

A bird who wings and 

curves across the sky 
I yearn to be. 
And follow her. 

"Over the hills and far away — 
"Over the hills and far away" — 

Mary Ann Douglas 

Early Evening 

Sunset and shadows 

One lone star in the sky 

A tree against the deep'ning blue 

A whippoorwill's lone cry, 

A smile from one unknown, unseen, 

Lights up the fading day, 

A curtain made of dusk is drawn 

And night is on its way. 

A. L. S., Junior 7 

The Tower Light 

Published monthly by the students of the Maryland State 
Normal School at Towson 


Editors Associate Editors 

Mary Ann Douglas Marguerite Simmons 

Ruth Caples Elise Shue 

Alumni Editor Edna Ikena 

E. Lassell Rittenhouse 

Business Manager 

Julius Seeman 
Circulation Managers Advertising Managers 

Ethel Troyer Eleanor Bruehl 

Leonard Hirschhorn Edith Beall 


Athletics Jokes Secretarial Staff 

Ruth Oheim Eunice Burdette Flora Vodenos 

Selma Tyser Josephine Toro 

George Missel Social Beatrice Weiner 

Bernice Huff 

$1.50 per year 20 cents per copy 

Alice Munn, Managing Editor 

T^lfiis J^ew Adventure 

Do YOU REALIZE, class of 1935, that you have started on a new adven- 
ture? Not all of you have had the same background: you have 
come here from different homes, different schools, and with dif- 
ferent ideas. It is going to be a trifle hard, perhaps, for you to accustom 
yourselves to the new environment and the new people whom you will 
meet. If you are able to adjust yourselves at once to the new situation 
you will be well on your way towards your ultimate goal, since easy 
adjustment is one of the primary factors in meeting the demands of 



Do not think the way is going to be an easy one; it isn't. You will^ 
encounter many stumbling blocks in your path. But what goal is worth 
achieving that is not worth working for? Everyone of you wishes tO' 
make the most of this adventure; so a few suggestions may help you, 
as you travel on. Ask questions, when in doubt, of those older and wiser 
than yourself ; those who have profited by years of experience in the , 
teaching field. Investigate your surroundings, for in them you will find ' 
much that is beautiful. Make good use of your spare time and do your 
level best always. 

Elise Shue 

Crescamus {Let us Grow) 

This is the motto of the Junior class. We have lived by it for one 
year and are going to live by it for the years to come. 

We have grown as a class in understanding and appreciating the 
school and what it stands for. We have accepted the responsibility that 
the school and its organization have placed upon us, and have been broad- 
ened by the acceptance of such responsibility. If we have grown in the 
past year let us continue to accept greater responsibilities, and take the 
steps necessary for the development of continued growth as individuals 
and as a school so that we may finish all our undertakings in unison and 

Doris Elliott, Secretary 

Jimmy Dugan, President 

Seen and Heard 

(Editorial Note — thereafter to be written "Ed. Note"). The spirit 
of cooperation that is so evident at the Maryland State Normal School 
has again evidenced itself in the matter of a substitute for your most 
humble editor, who will hereafter bore you to death with a large amount 
of prattle, gossip, and other nonsensities, and incidentally refer to him- 
self by the caption "Ye Editor". Ye Editor is now in the midst of a 
most interesting experience involving lesson plans, conferences, records, 
marking papers, teaching, and putting three group reading assignments 
on blackboards. By this time my most intelligent readers will have gath- 
ered that ye Editor is student teaching. MY substitute will forward all 
contributions to the Tower Light until I return to a regular life. 

Dear Ed. (meaning editor) 

Here are the concentrated efforts of a constant admirer, who in a 
most desperate attempt to imitate your writing has failed miserably. 

Have you met Fairfax Brooks, our giant among coaches? 

We hear there's lots of talent in the Freshman Class. Freshman, 
prove this statement true. 

What has happened to the "Bing Crosby" of last year's Freshman 
Class? (Give our regards to the Coast Guard, Roger.) 

What has happened to our after-lunch dancing? Did the Junior 
who used to sing in the girl's ears have anything to do with this? (Ed. 
Note — No!!!! You conceited .) 

Seniors — student teaching — trials — tribulations — (Ed. Note — You 
don't know half of it.) 

We really must congratulate the Freshmen, they sure are studious, 
there's a limit you know. 

We understood that there is a real athlete among the Frosh. Do 
your stuff, fellows — these all seeing eyes are watching you. 

What do you think of the girl who drives the big blue Buick who 



passes another Normalite on the road without even a hesitation or a 
stop? That's a bad way to make friends, big blue Buick. 

Have you heard of our Juniors who went to Hopkins this past sum- 
mer? If not, ask Miss Gibbons, Junior 4. 

Is there another "certain blonde" in the School? (Ed. Note — There 
may not b'- a certain blond but there are many altogether too attractive 
Freshmen who have almost thwarted our honest efforts to use the time 
after conference in the library.) 

Ed. Note — I don't in the least blame any one who by this time has 
deposited the Tower Light in a safe spot in the waste basket. But can 
you imagine my plight? It's bad enough reading this but what if you 
had to type it. I did. When I started to read this column I attributed 
the apology in the beginning to mere modesty, I now accept the apology. 
May I add a few comments? Thank you. Here goes. O. K, Maryland 
State Normal School — with apologies to Walter Winchell. 

Dumbness in Freshmen is to be accepted, I surmise. Listen — At 
one of the recent conferences I came out the door of the School laden 
with a bulging brief case, a pile of books, several posters, and a package 
of slides covered only by a rubber band. On top the pile of books I 
carried a paper covered book called a "Guide to Student Teaching". 
Walking down the steps I encountered a very comely Freshman girl. 
In order to make conversation I asked her how she liked the School, 
many of her opinions afforded me opportunity to exercise my sense of 
humor. At last after learning her name and address (don't crowd boys, 
line forms to the right) I asked her what Freshmen Section she was in. 
She told me and then she retaliated by asking me what Freshmen Section 
I occupied. As soon as she asked me this I knew that she filled the 

description of "Beautiful but " perfealy. In order not to disillusion 

the poor girl I kept right on being a Freshman. Even if I do have the 
look of a poor freshman my load of books should have offered some 
explanation, but not to this little girl. I offer my apologies for this 
deed quite publicly. I hope she accepts my apology. 

Our men students look promising — "AND when those Normal 
Men fall in line". 

May I also apologise to a certain Miss S. C. for not coming out 
to the Council fire? More later. 

Watch for the return of the Senior Class. The male constituent 
has been reduced to a "Four Musketeers" group. 

May we request your contributions? May we thank our correspond- 
ent? May we thank you, gentle reader, for enduring this pish-posh so 
long? Thank you. 

The Council Fire 

THE Council Fire was held on the evening of Friday, September 
twenty-third. The committee had planned to have it in the Glen 
but due to the rain it was held in Richmond Hall parlor. 
As the Normal School Tribe advanced, led by two Indian maidens, 
the beat of the tom-tom was heard. The Tribe seated themselves around 
the blazing fire as the Chief, Mr. Conroy, greeted the group and read 
the laws of the Tribe. On behalf of the faculty, he welcomed the fresh- 
men and complimented them on their successful freshmen-week. Two 
Indian warriors, Mr. Nicholas and Mr. Harris, did an Indian war dance. 
Several popular songs were sung and then members of the Tribe were 
asked to come forward, and, after being told the subject, were given 
one minute to pose. When the laughter had died away an Indian maiden, 
Miss Ashley, sang "Pale Moon". As the fire blazed high the tribe story- 
teller. Miss Yoder, told the story of how we got fire. Mr. Baer, president 
of the class of 1932, told how the new council ring in the Glen had been 
built and the purpose of it. As the fire burned low the tribe sang 
an Indian prayer. The evening ended with dancing in the foyer of Newell 
Hall. This marked the close of the Freshmen-week activities. 

Elizabeth Murrell, Junior 2 

The Daubers 

THE Daubers, as the name suggests, is the art organization of the 
school. Its purpose is to promote interest in the field of art and 
to provide an outlet for self expression. To become a member of 
the Daubers, one need not be able to draw well. This mistaken idea has 
previously kept many people from becoming members. There are enough 
aaivities going on to provide every member with some phase of art 
work especially enjoyable to himself. Perhaps it is stage craft, perhaps 
outdoor sketching, perhaps wood carving, perhaps — but that is for the 
members to say. We leave the selection of activities up to the members 
and, let me assure you, they are always interesting and profitable. 

I hope I have not given the impression that the Daubers are a 
group of eccentric artists who never do anything but slap paint around 
or bang nails over the head. Emphatically no! We have many social 
functions, for we firmly believe that all work and no play makes Jack 
a very dull boy indeed. This year we plan to carry our social program 
further and we have listed such big events as — but, I am getting ahead 
of my story. Come, join us and find out about the good times we have, 
and the excellent work we are going to accomplish. 

Sylvia Braverman, Junior 2 


League of Young Voters 

THE FATE of a nation is in your hands! What will be its destiny 
under your guidance? 

An intelligent voter is an essential factor in a world of social, 
economical and political activity. 

Here is your opportunity to become acquainted with the affairs of 
today in relation to "voting" as a part of every citizen's privilege and 

Margaret Lanciotti, Secretary 

The Rural Club 

HAVE YOU strolled through the glen? Do you like it? Isn't it a 
unique and interesting spot ? If you wish it, the Rural Club can 
show you much more of the beauty and romance of the glen. 
It isn't an elaborate spot with barred doors, but is open to every member 
of the school. One of the aims of the Rural Club is to make the glen 
an attractive spot for all. The glen is there for you to enjoy. Although 
we have many different kinds of wild flowers and trees, we still need 
more, for we would like to have one of each variety in Maryland. 

Another purpose of the club is to understand Rural and Urban 
life. The Normal School is a good example of these two groups working 
and playing together. 

We have taken in eleven new members and hope to be able to enlarge 
our number later in the year. Think it over. 

Elizabeth Anthony, 

Secretary of Rural Club 

The Campfire Girls 

HAVE YOU joined the Campfire Girls of Maryland State Normal 
School? If you haven't do you know what you're going to miss? 
This year we have changed our program but it is going to be a 
very interesting one. We have two meetings a month; the first week 
with a special speaker to tell us how to make various things in Campfire 
work; the next week to work on the project that has been explained to 
us. Every other month there will be an informal social gathering. If 
you haven't joined, you'd better, before you've missed too much. 

Louise Miller, 
Secretary of Campfire Girls 


The Mummers' League 

THE Mummers' League is composed of those students who are at- 
tracted by any phase of dramatics: — acting, scenery painting, cos- 
tume designing, and play writing. Its purpose is, primarily, to 
aflFord to all interested in these activities ample opportunities for the 
expression of their talents in the work of the League. And it hopes to 
help the members become better acquainted and gain much enjoyment 
through social afternoons. To help us with the latter purpose, the or- 
ganization plans to present some performances after school and charge a 
nominal sum. It also desires to bring speakers to the assemblies of the 
student body. In presenting the results of its efforts, the League hopes 
that the student body will reap in enjoyment all that the League has 
sown in the way of time and effort. 

C. Levin, Junior 4 

The Toung V/omans Christian 

A well balanced person develops spiritually as well as mentally and 
physically. It is the aim of the Y. W. C. A. to help to provide for the 
spiritual life of the students of M. S. N. S. and in so doing better 
their social life. Join us and let us prove that — 
"Religion does not censure or exclude, 
Harmless pleasures, harmlessly pursued." 

Elizabeth Watkins, 
Secretary Y. W. C. A. 

Glee Club 7S[otes 

THE Glee Club held its first meeting on Monday, September 12, 
opening to its members long vistas of song and fun for the school 
year just begun. The first meeting of the entire Glee Club, initiating 
the freshmen into the benefits of the Club, was held on September 26. 
We aim to make the Glee Club of the Maryland State Normal School a 
benefit and a joy, not only to ourselves, but also to all those with whom 
we come in musical contact. If each one does his part, I am sure it will 
be a grand success. 

C. WiECZOREK, Secretary 


Day Students' Association For 
Cooperative Government 

THE Day Student Council is a part of that large organization, the 
General Student Council. Every day-student automatically becomes 
a member of the Day Student Council upon his registration as a 
day student at Normal. The Council, as its name implies, is an associa- 
tion for promoting cooperative government. Its purpose is to meet the 
needs of the day students in a manner satisfactory to both the faculty 
and the students. The Council aims to make every individual feel him- 
self a vital part of the school in helping to promote activities, as well as 
aiding him to develop and attain an outstanding personality. 

Ida May Gibbons, 

Secretary- Treasurer 

Y. W. C. A. Reception To Pastors 

AT AN informal reception sponsored by the Y. W. C. A. the local 
pastors met the resident students affiliated with their denomina- 
tions. After being introduced to all the ministers, each student 
talked with the pastor of her Church. Soft and lovely melodies, played 
by Miss Margaret Snyder, added much to the atmosphere of friendli- 

Bernice Hoff, Junior 8 


Among the most interesting assemblies presented to the student 
body during the past month have been the Library Assembly, Sept. 20, 
and the play, the Valiant, Sept. 23. 

The library is an organization as well as all the other clubs. It is 
essentially important to us as students and teachers. Why not use it care- 
fully and with due consideration of the rights of others.^ 

The Valiant, supported by a strong cast, captivated the interest of 
the entire audience. 



Faculty 7S[ote5 

FACULTY members who taught in summer school this year were Miss 
Birdsong, Miss Jones and Mr. Walther at the Johns Hopkins Uni- 
versity and Miss Grogan at the University of Maryland. 

Miss Medwedeff, Miss Crabtree, Miss MacDonald, Miss Durling, 
Miss Blood, Mrs. Brouwer, Miss Bersch, Miss Byerly, Miss Bader, Miss 
Giles, and Miss Tansil were among those who spent part of the summer 
visiting the scenes of their childhood. Miss Crabtree managed also to 
crowd in two motor trips to Florida, Miss MacDonald one to New 
Orleans and Miss Tansil one record trip across the new Smoky Mountain 

Miss Medwedeff gave her entire time to her rock garden, and accord- 
ing to her accounts of it, it has "personality." 

Many members of the faculty spent the greater part of the summer 
in a return to school — Miss Steele studied under Dr. Babbitt at the Uni- 
versity of Chicago, Miss Brown, Miss Owens and Miss Dowell at the 
Johns Hopkins, Miss Osborne, Miss Munn, Miss Prickett, Miss Logan, 
Mr. Moser, Miss Treut, Miss Jones, Miss Weyforth, and Miss Rutledge 
at Teachers College in New York, Miss Cowan at Harvard, Miss Roach 
at Yale, Mr. Minnegan at New York University, Miss Arthur, under 
auspices of Columbia U., went on an eulogy trip to Wyoming and Miss 
Dougherty and Miss Woodward joined Dr. Alexander's travel school and 
studied education in Europe. 

Miss Neunsinger joined a small art colony in Maryland. We're 
hoping that she will have a "one-man show" for us early this fall. 

Miss Holt and Miss Birdsong spent a part of their vacation abroad. 

Miss Logan has finished her work for the M. A. degree at Teachers 
College and Mr. Minnegan at New York University. Others will be 
mentioned later. 

Miss Dieffenderfer and Miss Daniels went to their favorite camps 
for their vacation. 

Miss Cook and Miss Sammis, former member of our faculty, en- 
joyed a trip through the Berkshires. 

Dr. John and Dr. Anna Abercrombie had a delightful motor trip 
throu^ New England to Quebec. 

Miss Orcutt reports that she had a wonderful summer visiting 
friends in the Adirondacks. 



Miss Tall spent several weeks at the very interesting Lome House 
in Ginada. 

Miss Kellicott was married during the summer to Dr. E. C. Nelson. 
She claims to bake a noble angel-food cake. 

Miss Harriet- Auld, R. N., a graduate of the Johns Hopkins Hospital, 
comes to us this year as Resident-Nurse. Miss Auld is deeply interested 
in the welfare of the Normal School and in its students, and will cooper- 
ate in promoting health standards. 

The Infirmary Office and service are open to every one — School days 
from 8 A. M. to 5 P. M. Emergencies are cared for at any time. Small 
injuries and discomforts should not be negleaed, their care and treatment 
prevent more serious ones. 

Campus Children s Vacation Hobbies 

Children in the Campus Elementary School wrote of their summer 
vacations and hobbies in the following manner: 


THIS summer I went to camp with a boy scout troop, Number 15, 
and had a wonderful time ; crabbing, fishing, swimming, boating and 
doing many other things. The many interesting things we did kept 
us very busy. We got up at six o'clock in the morning. Then we took 
our daily exercise and went for a dip. By that time breakfast would be 
ready. After breakfast we cleaned up our tent for inspection. Then we 
went rowing. By that time we were ready for another dip. We would keep 
going like this until night. At night we would have a camp fire and tell 
jokes and stories. 

One night they played Snipe Hunting on some of the boys. They 
told us to go into the woods with a bag and they would run the snipe 
into our bag. After letting us stand there for a long time, they sent word 
for us to come back to camp because they could not find any snipe. When 
we were going back they jumped out from behind trees and scared us. 

Herbert Smith 



THIS summer I raised a duck. I got her when she was about two weeks 
old. Her food is growing mash and corn. She gets fed at eight 
o'clock in the morning and five at night. The duck does not like 
any dog to come into the yard. My Aunt has a little bulldog and every 
time he comes over in our yard the duck runs him home. They also have 
an Irish Setter. The duck likes him very much. She goes over every morn- 
ing and tries to wake him up. She knows where her house is because 
she goes there every night by herself. Later I go and shut the door. 

Stewart Thomas 


THIS summer when my mother and I were coming home from Cape 
Cod we stopped just outside of Troy, New York, at a block house 
or fort. A block house is a fort where the colonists went when the 
Indians attacked them. It is built of large logs. 

Sticking out of the side of the fort are cannons and there are slits 
in the sfdes of the wall for rifles. 

The walls of the second story project beyond the walls of the first 
floor. There are holes in the projecting part of the floor, so if the Indians 
get close to the building, the men can fire down on them. 

Dorothy Rullman 


WHILE I was visiting my cousin in Boston, she took me to the 
animal cemetery in Needham, Mass. The first grave I saw was 
"Igloo's, Commander Byrd's dog. His stone was four feet 
tail and around it was a small hedge in the form of a horseshoe. It 
had English ivy climbing up the stone and engraved upon it were the 
simple words, "He was more than a friend." In front of this was his name. 
This is how Igloo came to Commander Byrd. One day a lady found 
Igloo on a street in Washington and took him home. Later she sent 
him to Commander Byrd. With him she sent his bag, a brush and comb, 
two sweaters, soap, collar, and a leash. In this cemetery also were buried 
George Arliss's pets and other animals such as monkeys, cats, and five or 
six canaries. 

Jean Donnell 



MY hobby is collecting ships. This summer I got three new ones. 
Two of them I got in a trade with a boy. The other one I got 
from my aunt for a birthday present. 
My favorite ship is a model of Columbus' ship, The Pinta. I have 
a whole lot of little battle ships, which make a fine fleet. 

At the Smithsonian Institute and the Museum of the City of New 
York, I saw many good models of ships. I have a model of a French ship 
called The Champion. 

GwiNN Owens 


THIS summer I spent most of my time getting pictures of horses and 
dogs. I got most of my pictures out of the papers and magazines. 
One that I got out of a magazine I think is very interesting. It 
shows on the top a picture of a Roman charioteer. Then below there is 
a picture of modern horse-racing. 

Dolores K. 


Oh my, I wonder why 
The lovely clouds are up so high? 
Embedded soft, white pillows in velvet blue 
Like downy fleece, they float serenely over you. 
I could sleep in luxury snuggled in a cloud 
And dream ethereal dreams high above the crowd. 
Thafs the life I long for, but then again 
I wonder what I'd do if ever it should rain. 

A. WiLHELM, ]r. IV 

The Athletic Association 

THE Athletic Association has for its membership the entire student 
body. The advisory committee, the athletic board, and the managers 
act as the governing board. The purpose of this organization is 
to promote athletics in the school and to further interest in athletics, 
friendly associations between those who participate, and loyalty to the 
school. The board also has arranged for electives which allow both the 
boys and the girls to compete in spons after school hours. The awards 
for attending these electives are arranged and controlled by the different 
coaches and the athletic board and are given to the students who have 
shown that they are entitled to them. Inter-class and inter-section games 
are planned for the girls and the boys; there are inter-school games for 
the boys. These games and electives are held for the benefit of the 
students and everyone is welcome to participate in them. 

Jsiormal Starts Right 

ON September 28, the Normal school hooters opened their season 
officially. The Sparks High team (which by the way, was reported 
to be the strongest that that school has ever had) was beaten to 
the tune of 7 to 1. Due to the heat and the fact that the fellows are 
not in good condition as yet, the game was played in fifteen minute 
quarters. Normal won the toss and decided to kick downhill the first 
quarter. Just as soon as the ball was in the possession of the "gold and 
white" team they fell to their short passing as ordered by Coach Minne- 
gan and after Johnson had made a neat ground pass in front of the 
goal which Missel pushed through, they seemed to think that Sparks 
was too easy and relied on individual play. Of course our Alma Mater's 



team scored six more goals before the close of the contest, 3 by Johnson, 
2 by Kulacki, and 1 by Meyer but they were, and truthfully, attributed 
to luck by Coach. By this it is meant that getting the ball in shooting 
position was luck but the shots were good. 

This was a sensational game in that the only goal scored by Sparks 
was kicked from the right sideline of the field and dropped neatly into 
the left corner of the goal; in that a freshman, Justice Meyer, came to 
the front and scored a beautiful shot off his head; and because SCHOOL 
SPIRIT ■was in evidence by the number of rooters. Let's keep the team 
in good spirits by backing them up with yells. 

George Missel 

Second Consecutive Play Day Victory 

For '34 

FOLLOWING the precedent of the last two years the Maryland State 
Normal School held its third annual play day on September 28. 
Counteracting the score of the past seasons — the Juniors were vic- 
torious over the Frosh by a score of 90 to 60. This gala event was almost 
postponed due to the weather, but a tip from Mr. Weeks set us on the 
right track to take advantage of the pleasant day. Incidentally every- 
thing went off with flying colors — even the added attraction of the flags 
on the field. 

At 2 P. M. the Junior and Freshman classes were lined on both sides 
of the campus in front of Newell Hall. Headed by Dr. Tall, Miss 
Bauer and Mr. Dugan the groups joined and marched down the center 
of the field. The entire group then assembled and were inspired for 
their activities by singing "Stand Up and Cheer" and "Alma Mater." 
Five large circles were formed and everyone played "Looby Loo" and 
"Did You Ever See a Lassie." The groups disbanded to their teams and 
the various games were played. All over the field, in the drive ways, 
and even in the field between Newell Hall and the barracks, individuals 
were energetically engaged in all kinds of play. After the games had 
been completed, the Junior versus Freshmen hockey game took place. 
Quite unexpectedly the Juniors made that one goal they let the Senior 
get to win from them last year. 

This year has seen the addition of several new games to those pre- 
viously enjoyed on play day. These were shuffle board, bowling, archery, 
hop Scotch, and paddle tennis. From the appearance of things it seems 
that these games are destined to remain, for they were quite popular 


and held groups long after scores had been handed in. Archery, the 
exclusive sport that had to have its private field, even had the bull's 
eye hit by two of the fairer sex — none other than Miss Cook and Nelva 


We were indeed pleased by the participation and cooperation of the 
faculty. We hope you derived the same pleasure we did out of play 

Thus another play day is ended and we have something else to 
include in our reminiscences about Normal. We wonder how events 
will be next year with the three classes participating? We hope to be 
here to once again be enriched by a day with the "diversity of sports that 
has in mind the happiness and success of every individual." 

R. Selma Tyser 

T^ormal Defeats McGonagle Rangers 7^0 

ON Thursday, September 22, the McGonagle Rangers opposed the 
Normal School soccer squad on the latter's field. Although Nor- 
mal's team was far superior it was a very stirring game from start 
to finish. Normal kicked uphill the first half and scored three tallies 
against nothing for the McGonagle outfit. Kicking downhill in the sec- 
ond half the Normal Booters marked up four more counters. Goals were 
shot by Kulacki (1), Johnson (1), Conroy (2), and Missel (3). 

Although only five veterans of last year's team were left for this 
year, Coach Minnegan has developed the rookies into real booters and 
with the continuation of such coaching, a record as good, if not better 
than last year's, should be obtained. 


Play Ball 

Accept if you like the cheers And jar from the crowded stands 

The shouting before the game Whatever the task may he 

Or hate, if you will, the jeers Yes, far from the clapping hands 

And take if you must, the blame. With only yourself to see. 

But when there's a whistle's blow Whatever the day may bring 

Or when there's an umpire's call Whether it's great or small 

There's only one thing to know — There's only one thing to do — 
Play ball! > Play ball! 

Frances Karney, '35 

Maryland State J^ormal School Alumni 
Association Towson Maryland 


Mr. Frank C. Purdum, President 

5500 Harford Road 

Baltimore, Maryland 
Miss Viola Almony, 1st Vice-Pres. 

2905 North Charles Street 

Baltimore, Maryland 
Miss Lillie Compton, 2nd Vice-Pres, 

Cumberland, Maryland 
Mr. John Fischer, 3rd Vice-Pres. 

2102 Lake Avenue 

Baltimore, Maryland 
Miss Mary Grogan, Treasurer 

3314 Westerwald Avenue 

Baltimore, Maryland 


Mrs. Myrtle Groshans 
Fullerton, Maryland 

Field Secretary 

Miss Mary H. Scarborough, 

Field Secretary 
5902 York Road 
Baltimore, Maryland 

Executive Committee 


Harry L. Caples, Chairman 

Towson, Maryland 
Mrs. Mazie Smith Stoll 

Glenburnie, Maryland 
Miss Catherine Brattan 

Elkton, Maryland 
Miss Magdalene Schmuck 

3206 White Avenue 

Baltimore, Maryland 
Dr. Lida Lee Tall, Principal 

Trustees of Sarah E. Richmond 
Loan Fund 

Dr. William S. Love, Chairman 
2211 Eutaw Place 
Baltimore, Maryland 

Mrs. Laura Phelps Todd 
3701 Sequoia Avenue 
Baltimore, Maryland 

Miss Carrie G. Richardson 
5002 York Road 
Baltimore, Maryland 

Auditing Committee 

Miss Annie Grace, Chairman 
2516 Hermosa Avenue 
Baltimore, Maryland 

Mr. Samuel Webb 

517 Walker Avenue 
Baltimore, Maryland 

Mr. George Schluderberg 

3707 Edmondson Avenue 
Baltimore, Maryland 

Nominating Committee 

Miss Ella Smith, Chairman 
3206 Guilford Avenue 
Baltimore, Maryland 

Miss Hattie Worthington 
2315 W. Lanvale Street 
Baltimore, Maryland 

Mr. Harold Manekee 

2533 St. Paul Street 
Baltimore, Maryland 


Alumni J^otes 

A Message To The Graduates of The 
Maryland State J^ormal School 

A MEMBERSHIP in the M. S. N. S. Alumni Association provides an 
opportunity to show your appreciation of the benefits, the ideals, 
the helpful associations and training that have enabled you to live 
a happier, fuller and more useful life. It provides the opportunity to 
meet your old school associates and renew acquaintances. As we grow 
older it keeps one in touch with youth and advancement, and young in 
spirit and mind. 

A membership in an Alumni Association is an obligation every 
g;raduate owes to his Alma Mater. 

In days of depression, a strong and virile association of the grad- 
uates of the M. S. N. S. can be of great assistance to the teachers of 
the state. 

As your President, I am asking every member to get at least one 
new member during this year. Among your associates you will find many 
teachers who have let their membership lapse, or have neglected entirely 
to join this association. 

Under the able leadership of Mr. Harry L. Caples a movement was 
started to raise funds for a building to be used by students and members 
of the association as a sort of lodge or club house. It is estimated that 
this can be done when a fund of about $40,000.00 is secured. 

We expect every graduate of the school, especially those who are 
employed, to subscribe $10.00 to this fund. There are many who will 
give much more, I have on my desk now, a check for $50.00 from a 
member of the class of '93. This fund will be handled by trustees and 
adequately safeguarded. 

The Tower Light is the .official school paper. By all means sub- 
scribe to it. I would suggest as our slogan for the year of '32 and '33 
the word "Work." 

Sincerely yours, 

Frank C. Purdum, 
President, M. S. N. S. Alumni Association 


Death Invades Our Ran\s 

The death of Ella V. Ricker, who for many years was a valued 
member of the faculty of the Maryland State Normal School at Towson, 
brings to the members of the Alumni Association a deep sorrow. 

She was an efficient, inspiring teacher, a loyal friend, and a woman 
unsurpassed for the nobility of her character. 

Mi5s Anna Filson 

MISS Anna Pilson, a former well-known teacher of Baltimore 
County, attended the old frame school house that was located on 
Alleghany Avenue, Towson, prior to 1873 when the brick build- 
ing, that is now used as the Towson Elementary School, was built on East 
Chesapeake Avenue. 

Miss Pilson attended the Maryland State Normal School at Carroll- 
ton and Lafayette Avenues, Baltimore. From this school she was graduated 
with the class of 1876. 

Her first position was that of assistant teacher at Woodberry school 
where she taught only one year. She was then transferred to school num- 
ber five, district three, where she taught two years. 

In 1880 she was brought to the primary school at Towson. Here 
she remained uninterruptedly for forty-four years, until her resignation in 
1923, having served under six principals. 

Miss Pilson took an active interest in community activities. She was 
a guarantor of the Chautauqua that helped to enliven Towson every sum- 
mer for several years; she was a member of the Towson Town Club, a 
life-long member of the Protestant Episcopal Church of Towson, and 
for many years, a member of the choir and a valued teacher in the church 

She was a daughter of the late George W. and Ann Aisquith Pilson. 
After a life most sympathetic and most useful, and full of honors and 
of years, she died in October, 1931, and was buried in the Presbyterian 
•cemetery of Govans. To many residents of Baltimore County her name 
will for years remain a sweet memory. 

Harry L. Caples, Class of 1900 

Flag of My Home and Heart 
By Elizabeth Toldridge 

America with the dauntless eyes, 

Like a warrior maid she stands 
For justice, mercy, love and truth 

The hope of all the lands! 
Her Flag is symbol of a word, 

That word is Liberty: 
And thro' it men shall dare be men 

As long as time shall be! 


Beautiful flag as brave and bright 

'Neath stormy or azure skies! 
Vision of hope in the thick of the fight 

Joy unto dying eyes 
Flag of the youngest, fairest land, 

Flag of the noblest part 
Now under God, I serve but thee — 

Flag of my home and heart! 

America-linking East and West, 

To heroic stature grown — 
Would cull the Dreams of all the world, 

And bind them into one. 
To Destiny, she must be true. 

Unchecked her noble will. 
Her white ideal sullied not — 

Her Flag can brook no ill! 

America — born to round the earth 

To a fair and perfect whole — 
The Sisterhood of all the lands, 

The vision of her soul! 
The blood of all flows in her veins. 

She breathes the self-same prayer — 
Our Father, give us peace on earth. 

That in Thy peace we share! 

(Note) The above poem was written by a graduate of 1880. She 
composed music for it and it was sung at our Alumni Association ban- 
quet by Miss Margaret Ashley, a student. 


1 93 J Chatter 

IT WAS a grand old reunion in June when the Alumni had their dinner, 
and dance. It was great to get back again. The old crowd really 
doesn't change very much. 

To begin with the new scholastic year, the class of 1931, in several 
cases, has made quite a step, despite the depression. Foremost, I think, 
comes Jake Himelfarb who put in some hard studying, passed Junior 
High professionals, and got his appointment for history. An example of 
initiative, plus! Irv Brose attended Penn State this summer and put in a 
hard two months work in athletics and is appointed to the Vocational 
School as an athletic instructor. He intends to get his degree and we 
think he'll do it. Incidentally, he finished up his vacation by spending 
two weeks in the hospital. Vernon Vavrina took Math, at Hopkins. 
Other workers were as follows: Augie Jansen, who camped as a sideline, 
Sid Seidenberg, Jake Himelfarb, Vogelhut, and among the girls: Bertha 
Cohen, Rosalie Lephardt, Elise Brockman and Mary Blumberg. More 
power to those who have perseverance enough to put through a summer 
course. A great many 1931 students expect to attend Hopkins this win- 
ter. Winnie Weaver, who studied last winter excepts to continue her 
course this winter. She spent her summer vacationing at Virginia Beach, 
on the Eastern Shore and at Rehobeth. 

Georgia Manlove of the Eastern Shore taught at Perryville last year 
at a government school and intends to continue this year. Fyfe Riggin, 
also of the Shore is married and settled. Mabel Comegys is somewhere 
near Annapolis this year and Slate Bryant, Eleanor Peach, Frances Hall, 
and Priscilla Emmerick are in or near "Crabtown" too. They say it's 
a great place to be near. 

Paul Yaffe had a ripping experience this summer and though I've 
only had a drift of it, I fully intend to "cover it" later because it sounds 
like a real "scoop." 

I met a practice teacher this summer who said that the student 
teachers have gained her utmost admiration for their sincerity and loyalty 
to the profession, despite the not too brilliant outlook. She feels that 
the students are improving each year and firmly believes that no one 
has the right to say that any of today's Normal Students aren't fit to be 
teachers. That's rather a "set-up" for you. Teachers nowadays are really 
meeting their steel test. The teachers-to-be have something to live up to. 

I've begun the year with a vast amount of gossip, which is a sign 
of old-age. On the other hand, I think 1931 is holding up its head 
rather well and we wish the Normal Students the most successful sort of 
a year and best of luck. 

E. Lassell Rittenhouse, 1931 


Tou'retl\e Judge 


Farmer: "Say, what would it cost me t' go in the sleepin' car as far as 

Agent: "Upper or lower berth?" 

Farmer: "Why, is there any difference in price?" 

Agent: "Yes, the lower is higher than the upper. You can take your choice 
but most people take a lower even though it comes higher. You 
see, when you take an upper you have to get up to go to bed and 
get down when you get up. The upper is lower than the lower 
because it is higher and — " 

Farmer. "Never mind, young feller, I'll just go in the sittin' car." 


The Dark Ages were brought on by the coming of night. 
General Robert E. Lee was either for the North or the South dur- 
ing the Civil War (but they aren't sure) . 

Cop: You're under arrest for driving that old flivver. 

Pop: Why? What's wrong with that? 

Cop: It's against the law to operate a squeek-easy. 

"Now, Jimmy," the teacher said, "I'll give you an easy question: 
What do you know about the ark?" 

"Please, miss," answered Jimmy, after a moment's thought, "it's 
what the 'erald angels sings." 


Teacher (much exasperated by one pupil) : "Look here, are you the 

teacher in this class?" 
Pupil: "No, sir, I'm not." 
Teacher: "Then v^hy do you keep talking like a numbskull? 

— Nebelspalter. 




A cloister is an oak tree. 

If "post" as a prefix means "after" and "ante" as a prefix means 
"before" then "anti" as a prefix means "in the middle of." 

A stanza of 3 lines of poetry is a triplet, so the stanza of 2 lines is a 

"Oy, I am dying — send for a priest, quveeck." 
"Vat, Abie, you don't vant a priest, you vant a rabbi." 
"Vat, I should gif heem smallpox? Call for a priest." 


Some men think they have an inferiority complex, when, as a matter 
of fact, they're just inferior. 

The wife of a man who had enlisted in the Navy handed the pas- 
tor of a church the following note: "Peter Bowers having gone to sea, 
his wife desires the prayers of the congregation for his safety." 

The minister glanced over it hurriedly and announced: "Peter Bow- 
ers, gone to see his wife, desires the prayers of the congregation for his 


"Our economics prof talks to himself. Does yours?" 
"Yes. but he doesn't realize it — he thinks we're listening." 


Mrs. Crabbins: "Here is an interesting article on 'What a Woman 
Should Weigh.' " 

Husband: "Does it, by any chance, mention her words?" 


"Doesn't that soprano have a large repertoire?" 

"Yes, and that dress she has on makes it look worse." 


"Were you one of the m.any fooling with the stock market?" 
"Not me. I was serious, the market did the fooling." 

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A Friend 3 

White Eagle: Man of the Last Frontier 5 

The Beginning of a Day 7 

The Junior — His Nature and His Needs 8 

Forty Singing Students 9 

Informal Essays 10 

Has Literature Any Effect on Mankind? 12 

Poetry 14 

Assemblies 16 

Informal Essay and Poetry 17 

Editorials 18 

School News 21 

Sports 29 

Alumni Notes 33 

You're the Judge 36 

Advertisements 38 

The Tower Light 

Vol. VI NOVEMBER, 1932 No. 2 

A Friend 

ON WEDNESDAY, October 5, J. Charles Linthicum passed away. His 
funeral services were held the following Saturday morning in Old 
Saint Paul's Church. How briefly this is stated! A man is born 
into this world, lives for a brief lapse of time and then passes out of 
this existence as suddenly as he came into it. Some who are born into this 
life never break its flow or stir a ripple in the great river. They Hve, die, 
and are soon forgotten. There are some who do not accept life as it is, 
but take it up, as in their two hands, and change it, leaving it better than 
they found it. This is hard to do. The heavy currents, and the treach- 
erous undercurrents are stronger than one man — one ordinary man. But 
a strong man, a wise man, stands off and watches his opportunity, then 
leaps in and grapples until he tears away a crag that obstructs the straight 
flow of the current. Or, if he desires the stream deeper, he builds the 
shallow part high to direct and deepen the stream. 

A man who is stronger than the ordinary man can do this. Such 
a man was Charles Linthicum. I shall not enumerate here the many, 
many things he did to direct and deepen the stream. That is not neces- 
sary. It is suflEcient to say that he was a wise man, a good man, a man 
who bettered life about him, and stirred the stream so greatly that he 
will be well remembered. 

Especially vital to us, he was our friend, not a man mildly inter- 
ested in the Maryland State Normal School, but a man who was deeply 
inspired by his training in the Normal School and the people who con- 
stituted the school personality. He himself was a student at our Nor- 
mal School. He has always been proud of that — he told people he was 
proud of it. 

Also, he was in charge of the erection of our present school. 
Wherever we walk, or look, here at school, it is as though we are meet- 
ing his friendly spirit. 

"We who are young, tend to rush through our days (for they 
stretch before us in a long, rich flood) , grasping at that which lies 
closest and is most gaudy. We, in our impetuous haste, do not seek the 
stored riches beyond. We do not value sufficiently those friends whose 


wisdom has been garnered rich over many years, and strained through 
much experience. True, we must experience much for ourselves, but 
what a wealth of friendship, of treasure, we miss when we fail to make 
or strengthen bonds between ourselves, who are young, and those who 
have lived long, and well before us. 

I attended his funeral services. I was impressed, and even thrilled 
by their beauty. Had I not known who he was, what nature of man 
he had been, I think I should have known. There were many, many 
people there from all walks of life. Men of state and letter, and ordi- 
nary, every-day people who had loved him. They had all come, not as 
fellow officials, to pay official tribute, nor as curiosity-seekers, but all, 
to pay alike the tribute of friendship to one well beloved as a friend. 

There was no sentimentality, no glorification of past deeds, not 
great lamenting. 

There was dignity, beauty, and deep feeling. One felt, this man 
has lived a good life, and fought hard for those things which he believed 
right, had been a sincere friend, and died. His body has ceased to 
breathe, but his spirit breathes with us, always. 

M. A. D. 

One Gift 

There's but one gift that all our dead desire, 
One gift that men can give, and that's a dream. 
Unless we too can burn with that same fire 
Of sacrifice; die to the things that seem; 

Die to the little hatreds; die to greed; 
Die to the old ignoble selves we knew; 
Die to the base contempts of sect and creed, 
And rise again, like these, with souls as true. 

Nay (since these died before their task was finished) 
Attempt new heights, bring even their dreams to birth: — 
Build us that better world. Oh, not diminished 
By one true splendor that they planned on earth. 

And that's not done by sword, or tongtie, or pen, 
There's but one way. . God m-ake us better men. 

Alfred Noyes 


White Eagle: Man of the Last Frontier 

ONE DAY, not long ago, there walked into a shining office in a New 
York skyscraper a tall, dark man. His bright eyes were as black 
as his straight hair which was braided into two Httle pigtails. 
He stepped lightly, toes pointed ahead. He wore long trousers Hke the 
city man behind the desk, but his belt was a colored sash, and from it 
stuck out two leather holders, empty. Anyone can imagine what he 
sometimes carried in them. 

On the office tajjle was spread a pile of papers. Some sheets were 

covered with handwriting, some with typewriting that looked half 

French, half English. On other sheets were drawings of men on snow- 
shoes and Indians dancing around an open fire. 

The tall man, as you have guessed, was an Indian. The Ojibways 
had named him White Eagle. The other man was a man who prints 
books, a publisher. And now you know what the papers were: a story 
that White Eagle had been writing for years. Sometimes he wrote in 
his mountain tepee, sometimes snowed in deep in his winter hut. Always 
he lived beyond »the last settlements in the northwest, far away from 
cities and skyscrapers. The only land he loved was this far-away land 
of the Last Frontier. 

Though he spent his days walking the northern trails in sight of 
the mountain goat and slipping silently down western rivers where few 
white men go. White Eagle was often sad. He could not keep from 
thinking of what had happened to the other Indians whose stories we 
know. He could not keep from thinking of Pontiac and Tecumseh 
who had fought the white man in the land east of the Mississippi River, 
of Black Hawk who had tried to keep the white man from plowing up 
the graves of the Indian fathers on the plains that rise up to the Rocky 
Mountains, of the way Sitting Bull had given up the buffalo country 
to the railway men and the miners. Often he felt as Black Hawk did 
when he said to President Jackson, "I am a man: you are another." 

Even now, in the white man's skyscraper. White Eagle was still 
thinking of his own people. His father had been a Scot like the fear- 
less hunters who had trapped otter for the great Astor fur company 
before the Civil War. Where were their hunting lands now? 

White Eagle's mother had been an Apache Indian of New Mexico. 
There the daring explorer, Coronado, had come leading the first white 
men who took the land for Spain. While his mother was still a girl the 


railways had rushed in with their black smoke and thundering noise. 
Suddenly tourists and towns sprung up till the blue hills and dazzling 
plains seemed to belong to the Apaches no longer. 

The story of White Eagle's friend, who had done the typing "half 
French, half EngUsh," was the same. His father's people had come to 
the St. Lawrence with Champlain and they had gone west and north, 
with the Indians and the courier de bois, till now they were face to 
face with the Eskimo. 

It had been the same with White Eagle himself. All his Ufe he had 
been moving on as the white man and his fields closed in around him. He 
had started on the Rio Grande and he had tried one frontier after 
another. When he had reached the Ojibways they had taken him in and 
made him their blood brother. White Eagle. But he had to move again, 
always sad to leave his friends, always sorry to see how the birds and 
the animals fled from the settled lands. Where would they go in the 

The white-faced, glossy-haired man at the desk was talking .... 
White Eagle tried to listen. "Your book .... Five thousand dol- 
lars . . . ." White Eagle could not follow him. Strange, he thought, 
how much these soft, pink-skinned men talk, and about money! 

They were like all the other white men, Coronado, Champlain, Lewis 
and Clark, whom White Eagle's fathers had guided up the rivers, ever 
westward. They were always hunting for lakes or mountains or mines 
.... riches .... money. Money! It would not bring back the 
bufFalo, nor the slender white-tipped fox, nor the great heavy grizzly. 

"Wake up. White Eagle, old man!" There he was, talking again. 
"You're here in New York, you know, the world's greatest city. And 
you can stay and read and write us another book. You're a lucky man, 
White Eagle. You know as much and more than any of us, and you can 
write. Your Httle brown Apache and Ojibway brothers and sisters are 
happy 'way out in our Indian schools. Come, get yourself an apartment, 
up here in the sky." 

Talk! Talk! White Eagle could not stand it. If the city man 
would only stop talking. White Eagle could smell the smoke of his own 
camp fire, see the cool, white mountain and hear the rushing stream. 
His mind was made up. He would take the train for the northwest 
tonight. Like Daniel Boone he would follow the trail to his last day. 
He would care for the beaver and the deer and the quiet forest trees 
till the trains and the mines and the towns pushed him to the farthest 
valley in the north. There, perhaps, he could write another book. Not 


So White Eagle went back to the Last Frontier. There he breaks 
camp when the stars in the east go pale and the sun comes up like a red 
globe over the dark, still trees. Easily he runs his canoe into the water, 
shoots the churning rapids and gUdes into the mountain lake lonely and 
hushed as it was before the white man came to conquer the continent. 

H. C. 

The Beginning of a Day 

IT WAS FOUR o'clock in the morning and a sHght breeze was stirring 
as the boat nosed its way into the wharf. I stood alone in the bow; 
watching the small fishing schooner and motor boats as they stole 
from their sleeping places. The still water broke into many furrows 
as the boats skimmed along. The hum of the motors seemed harsh in 
the stillness. The hghts along the shore began to go out. The sun 
crept slowly over the horizon. Dawn was breaking. All at once every- 
thing seemed to become alive. The boat had docked. The negroes, with 
their noisy carts, began to line the wharf. The gangplank was swung 
out and the darkies came aboard to carry away the smelly barrels of 
crabs and oysters. People appeared on deck. Children, with their 
nurses, came out to play. The stillness and quiet of dawn had been 
transgressed, and the work of the busy world had begun. 

Ida M. Gibbons, Junior IV. 


The Junior — His Nature and His Needs 

THE JUNIORS are jolly — that is at times. They started the year with 
that comfortable feeling of superiority that an "Ask Me" band 
lends to one's equanimity. Some of them have yet to recover from 
the bombardment of questions asked by these "curious freshmen." 
(Here's hoping the juniors recover before they go student teaching.) 

As a further blow to their naturally jolly dispositions came the 
shock of the eternal triangle — theory, methods and units, with the cheer- 
ful haunt of student teaching lurking in the distance. 

While we're on "the subject" bear with us as we give vent to cer- 
tain emotions, feelings, and attitudes. The juniors are continually being 
harassed by the problem of how aggressive Agnes or retiring Richard 
will react to this or that stimulus. Occasionally they have doubts as to 
their ability to cope with the suitable situation from which will arise 
this proper stimulus. 

Their feelings when presented with specific instructions for making 
a unit are somewhat complicated. There is a combination of dismay, 
fear, resolution, confusion and other delightful reactions. When they 
see our present student teachers pacing the corridors with puckered 
brows deep in thought and arms weary with carrying "work for Uttle 
hands to do," fear and anticipation rises from pale pink to leaf red. 
But they secretly desire to emulate these seniors (by the way has a 
freshman ever seen one?) and look forward to the time when they can 
produce their own pet story of Lucy, or Johnny, or Mary. A certain 
pride glows within, and something of the jolliness returns, when they 
consider "their" class — but not, strange to say, when they consider 
being supervised! 

All juniors have a picture complex. If an eager-eyed junior snatches 
a magazine from you suddenly and triumphantly shouts, "Eureka, I 
have found it!" do not jump to the obvious conclusion. It is merely 
his complex popping out. All friends are considered in the mercenary 
light of the number of magazines to which they subscribe. Every one 
devoutly hopes that Harper's is not included in the list, because Harper's 
doesn't have pretty pictures which could be used in the attractive school- 

The juniors are sympathetic. After having had many tumultuous 
experiences in these halls of erudition they can readily sympathize with 
the similar plights of the freshman. After such a soul-revealing article, 
perhaps the freshman, too, will understand the junior who for nothing 
else to do goes in for depression plants. 

M. S. 
E. S. 
E. I. 


Forty Singing Students 

"Ima Noyes" 

Across the Sea of Studyland to Unitville we plodded 

Forty singing students in a barque of woe 
In the moonlight and the dawnlight how our heads and senses nodded 
When we thought and when we pondered how our voyages would go: 

If our trip out on the new deeps 

Would be full of far and few weeps, 
We were only simple students, so of course we didn't know. 

We were simple singing students, so of course we didn't know! 

The place on which we landed showed the bones of others stranded. 

Former singing students of the years ago; 
And we stared long and we mused long how the frames alike were 

With a kind of hopeless visage that was nigh a blank zero, 

And we shivered lest our own stay 

Would reduce us to a bone weigh; 
We were only simple students, so of course we didn't know! 

The Outline Demon was the host — he saw that we were taunted; 

Forty seeking students wond'ring where to go, 
And his first aides (aye the curs't aides) soon m-ade sure that we were 

By the (C) and (D) and (F) signs from the head down to the toe 

We were dazed; our brains were foggy 

And we feared lest we were groggy; 
We were only simple students, so of course we didn't know! 

But suddenly there came a breeze that swept to us from- seaward; 

Forty stirred-up sttidents glad for winds that blow. 
And the hazes and the dazes vanished instantly to leeward 
And my senses 'wakened promptly to the bell (so sweet and low) 

That declared my sleep was over 

And that I'm a dream sea rover, 
For that dormitory rising bell (much as all such bells will go) 
Doesn't wait for sleepy students, as most anyone will know! 


Fish Hooks 

WHAT WOULD you do if you had a fish hook and a good sized 
piece of bait stuck in the back of your cranium? This amusing 
and yet painful situation was the result of my great desire to 
go fishing. While I was at Ocean City this past summer, the fishing 
bug, among numerous others, bit me. After procuring hook, line, 
sinker and bait, my friend and I set out one morning in late August. 
We had decided to fish off the bridge, which was the one and only way 
to get to Ocean City. The very first time I dangled my line in the 
water, I was successful. I am not exaggerating or telling a fish story, 
but my first and only fish measured exactly four inches. After jiggling 
the line and watching fellow-anglers pull in fish, I became impatient. I 
resolved to throw out my line as far as possible to see if this brought 
results. It most certainly brought results. I caught the biggest fish 
landed that day or any other day — myself. Can you imagine anything 
more embarrassing than to be on a public thoroughfare with a big piece 
of bait stuck in your head? The only way to get the thing out was to 
walk about a quarter of a mile to the doctor's. "When I arrived there 
the doctor was not in, but my spirits were kept up because I was the 
source of much amusement for everyone I met. The medicine man 
finally arrived and removed my fish hook, not exactly painlessly, and 
presented it and a bill to me. Even such a hazardous experience as 
this did not quench my thirst for angling, for I went again, but without 
either success or calamity. 

Trueheart Cralle, Junior IV. 

Intelligence Question 

(Note) — We invite correct answers. Hand in to Tower Light 

Ten books, consisting of one hundred pages each, are placed in a 
book-case. A theoretical bookworm begins at page one of volume one, 
goes to and through page one hundred of volume ten. How many pages 
does the bookworm go through? 

J. Dugan. 


On Cutting Out a Pattern 

MAKING AN original pattern for an evening wrap from a newspaper 
sketch is not one of the easiest things to do, I have discovered. 
Although the design of the wrap which I attempted to copy was 
apparently very easy, I found myself perfectly helpless when it came to 
cutting it out. For the best part of an afternoon I tugged here and 
pulled there at the white cotton fabric flung about my shoulders, which 
reflected from the mirror anything but the sketch I had visualized in my 
mind. In despair, I sought help from mother, who frankly admits she 
can't sew a stitch. However, I happened to remember that mother's 
older sister once had a reputation for being clever at designing wearing 
apparel. Hence, I called mother, in hopes that there was latent ability 
which could very conveniently be brought out. It was after about an 
hour's struggle that the ability which had all the while been lying dor- 
mant slowly but surely awakened. The cotton material was actually 
taking on the appearance of the stunningly smart wrap in the sketch. 
The black caracul fur which had last year adorned a winter coat was 
basted on the hem to give the general effect. This, to add to our mutual 
joy, was exceedingly pleasing. Success at last! How soon, however, I 
did not realize was the brilUant success to turn to disappointment, for 
it was mother who first realized that the construction of the wrap was 
such that it afforded httle or no protection from the chills of October 
nights. Immediately I realized the truth in mother's remark. Slowly I 
picked up the scraps of material from the floor where they had fallen 
and placed the completed pattern in the lowest bureau drawer. All the 
while, however, I was seeing not the scraps and the folded pattern, but 
me — ^in a white velvet wrap edged in black caracul — on a night in June. 

Mary-Stewart Lewis, Junior IV. 

Mistress (to new maid) — "You will find white soap on the shelf." 
Maid — ^"Ah'U have to ask foh yellow soap, Miss. White alius gives 

me neuritis. 



Has Literature Any Effect on Mankind? 

LITERATURE, to many individuals, may be the mere reflection of 
life in words of truth and beauty. To others, when the word 
literature is brought to the mind, a vast stage is immediately pic- 
tured. The stage is large, and by name it is called Earth. The pro- 
duction represents the experiences of mankind reUved. Who make up 
the audience? You, we, rich, poor, young, aged, sick at heart, invalids — 
all make up the audience. The director or designer of the production 
strives to direct his presentation so that the innermost thoughts and ideas 
of the Hsteners are spoken in exquisite form. As the presentation 
advances an experiment is taking place. Let us think of the audience 
as a large test tube into which we place sensitive chemicals, these being 
the words and ideas of the actors. There is a reaction. A few members 
of the audience may be comforted — the reaction soothing — ^yet others 
may have become highly emotional or stirred over the same presenta- 
tion — such reaction is almost an explosion. Thus, let us say, that we 
see the stage's presentation for the beauty, the comfort, or whatever 
good Hterature can give to us. 

Young was I when an aged man said to me, "Yes, my child, it is 
history that paints the past." If the same man were to say those words 
to me this very day, I would tell him just as Michelangelo told his 
pupils — objects or figures in a picture are obvious and not of utmost 
importance. In the background, one finds feeling, ideas and joy woven 
or expressed by the blending of paints in the picture. Michelangelo 
might have said the same of literature in contrast to history. The facts 
and figures of history merely tell us who existed in the past, but htera- 
ture fills in the background with the feelings and ideas of those who 
existed in the past. Life itself is not a stilted or factual sort of existence, 
but rather a series of man's emotional, physical, or mental experiences. 
In order to vision man's progress and struggle in the past, one must get 
the conditions and situations that existed. 

The ballad is one of our deepest and richest sources from which to 
draw typical situations of the past in order to appreciate conditions. I 
refer in particular to the traditional ballad such as The Cruel Brother. 
On first reading this ballad one might think it worthless, yet upon fur- 
ther consideration one can readily see a picture of some customs in the 
past. A text of history perhaps would say — the people of this time — were 
severe and strict in relation to their marriage customs. To this a curious, 
interested person may ask: What marriage customs? How were they 
severe? The reading of the ballad answers this person's question by giv- 
ing him the situation and a human story. 



In conclusion to my second point, I would ask a question: "Have 
you ever had the pleasure of reading Dickens' Tale of Two Cities or 
David Copperfield?" Charles Dickens, an English novelist, gives us a 
better picture of the French Revolution or period of history centering 
around the years 1831-1867 than does any one history text. Most of 
Dickens' novels were inspired by a firm purpose to accomplish some 
reform. His social creed has been formulated in these words: "Banish 
from earth some few monsters of selfishness, maUgnity, and hypocrisy, 
set to rights a few obvious imperfections in the machinery of society, 
inspire all men with a cheery benevolence, and everything will go well 
with this excellent world of ours." Dickens with inimitable humor and 
rare optimism was presenting the cause of the submerged poor. I bring 
out the above points because I feel that one can see how very often 
Hterature can give a very truthful aspect of a period of history. 

"Literature presents the inner life of thought, emotion, and ideals." 
That quotation intrigued me because it so cleverly brings in that part 
of a human being which I feel mankind often neglects — the emotional 
part of man. It is neglected, I think, because it is intangible, cannot 
be visioned by the naked eye, cannot be defined. Arlo Bates says that 
man's actions are to a large extent his emotions physically expressed. 

An illustration perhaps would clarify the statement. A woman 
was in mourning over a lost child. She was sick at heart, and although 
she was seemingly comforted by friends, still inwardly the sorrow was 
as great as the day the child had departed. One day, in an effort to 
erase the burden of sorrow temporarily, this sick at heart mother read 
a letter of a man (who was an author) to his wife, who, too, had lost 
her child. The author, because he had lived through the experience, 
had much the same feeUng inwardly as the first woman reader. This 
letter provided a deeper, stronger type of comfort than the mother's 
friends could offer. From that time on the mother was brave in dealing 
with Hfe's trials and troubles, reaUzing that her misery was shared by 
others who felt as she did. Have you ever been depressed or in sorrow 
and yet comforted as this poor mother was? Life and its struggles 
wouldn't be half so trying if more of us would turn to our three great 
friends for sincere sympathy — God, mother, and literature! 

Margaret Minahan, '32. 




Gaunt black trees, leafless and bared to the November winds, 
The thin calling winds, the great swooping winds 
Of November. 

Cold empty sky with dark clouds 
Peering through the purple moists. 
Soft mounds of hills, tall cruel hills 
Of gray and silver, all gray and silver. 

In the mystical half -quiet of the twilight 

Huge dusky wings with dovelike gentleness descend 

To still the harshness of the day. 

M. Simmons. 


Break down, you walls, 
Oh, let me flee! 
October's rustle's calling me. 
It grips so irresistibly. 
Vanish! and let me go. 

I see a flash of autumn gold; 
'Tis not the like that misers hold, 
But 'tis the kind that poets enfold 
Into their priceless store. 

I want to run, I want to shout, 
I want to call my comrades out. 
This beauty is so wild, I doubt 
It will stay permanently. 

Isabel Eney, Junior IX. 



Dear God, please make me a boy, 

That tmtold freedom, I may enjoy! 

When I was a little tow-head child 

I longed to climb trees and freely run wild; 

I hated to sit down and be nice and good 

And play with dolls as little girls should. 

A ball of cord, a stick of g7im, a bag of marbles, a bebe gun. 

That's all a fellow needs for fun. 

I hate my shoe-imprisoned feet; 

Cool earth between my toes is so sweet. 

Mother says, "Be nice and polite. 

And don't stay after dark at night." 

Now that I'm older, I must keep slim, 

I must be peppy and bubble with vitn. 

You mustn't smoke, if you're a nice girl; 

It matters so if your hair just won't curl. 

No sweets between meals, no, I don't dare. 

And it's of paramount importance what I wear. 

A girl mtist be dainty, pretty, and coy; 

Dear God, please make me a boy. 

A. WiLHELM, Junior IV. 


To a Violin 

Ah, sweet thought never to cease, 

A thought to cherish without release; 

A thing so sweet, so tender, so dear, 

A thing in my heart, always near; 

Never to part with it, it's never to die, 

Never do I think of it without a sigh; 

To take it up when day's work is done. 

To guide the bow and to hear its sweet tone; 

To pick out a melody, to play it with zeal. 

Ah, a violin is m^y ideal! 

Dorothy C. Fastie, '35. 




DURING THE past month some very interesting assemblies have been 
promulgated for the benefit of the student body. 

On September 26, Miss Van Bibber favored us with a talk on the 
Constitution of the United States: Its History and Its Flexibility. 

Margaret Alltucker Norton, special research representative of the 
N. E. A., on October 4, gave a very delightful talk on the beauty of 
character. She stressed the elements of beauty as a part of our educa- 
tional development. She spoke of the intangible effects of charming 
surroundings on character. 

Junior XI presented an assembly of merit on October 12, Columbus 
Day. The historical attitude toward Columbus, his personal appearance 
and character were depicted by poems and readings. Atmosphere was 
provided by a large Spanish flag, pictures representing the time of Colum- 
bus, and a model of one of his ships. 

On October 13, Dr. Painter, of Johns Hopkins University, talked 
on the place of mediseval history in education. He said that teaching 
requires a love of knowledge and a desire to impart that knowledge. 
He spoke also of the chief reason for mediaeval history; no one can 
understand modern history unless he understands what has gone before. 

On October 17, Dr. Tall conversed about the weavers of the un- 
broken thread of intellectualism through the years. She traced the phases 
of evolution of thought; the various periods of history, showing how 
each age has left some mark on the fabric of our modern thinking. 

On October 18, Dr. Edward Winslow, of Goucher College, lectured 
on The Campaign. He spoke of the presidential campaign as a quadren- 
nial circus. His speech centered about the influences affecting straw 
ballots, especially those of the Literary Digest. He deplored the ten- 
dency to overstress attention to politics in the presidential election period, 
pointing out that municipal and state elections are bound to affect us 
more nearly, yet we tend to pass over this without a thought. 

Elise Shue. 



Stage Fright 

CAN YOU imagine my dismay? The complete strangers, who had 
asked if they might join us to make a foursome, turned out to be a 
"pro" and his wife. And it is said that first impressions are lasting! 
They had insisted that I drive off first. As I looked at the ball, I 
thought of the four times I had played golf previously. How often I 
had taken a seemingly perfect swing yet so completely missed the ball! 
Finally, I gave one despairing glance in the direction of my partner, 
then, without any of the customary practice swings, I swung my club. 
I heard the welcome swish of the ball as it sailed down the fairway. 
The "pro" said, "Not bad!" His wife commented, "It wasn't a long 
drive, but I wish I could hit a ball that straight." I realized that I had 
made a lucky shot and probably would not get many more good drives 
all day. But, why should I care? I had made my first impression. My 
bad case of stage-fright was cured. 

Dorothy Gladstone. 


Like the purity 
Of nuns; 
The comfort 
Of a clean soul. 
The beauty 
Of a young child. 

Flowers — 
Kare perfume 
Like new treasure, 
And color 
That enchants — 
And then leaves 
One's soul bare. 

Green water — 

Crystal clear; 


As a woman's eyes 

Exposes her soul. 

But mysterious 

In its hidden depths. 


The bitter agony 

Of suffering 


Yet seeming to purge 

All unrest — 

One leaves tranquilly. 

E. Lassell Rittenhouse. 


The Tower Light 

Published monthly by the students of the Maryland State 
Normal School at Tows on 


Editors Associate Editors 

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Ruth Caples Elise Shue 

Alumni Editor Edna Ikena 

E. Lassell Rittenhouse 

Business Manager 
Julius Seeman 
Circulation Managers Advertising Managers 

Ethel Troyer Eleanor Bruehi. 

Leonard Hirschhorn Edith Beall 


Athletics Jokes Secretarial Staff 

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Selma Tyser Josephine Toro 

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$1.50 per year 20 cents per copy 

Alice Munn, Managing Editor 


To HAVE enthusiasm means to do all we undertake with all our 
might. It is one of the outstanding qualities of leadership because 
it is irresistible and sweeps people along with it. Some people call 
it pep, but it seems to me that this is a weak expression for something 
that means energy and willingness and sincerity all in one. Enthusiasm 
makes a seemingly impossible job possible and a monotonous one inter- 

"We cannot be enthusiastic by pretending something we do not feel. 
But we can develop the quality of enthusiasm as a result of our expe- 



riences through earnestness and interest. We can even become enthu- 
siastic about our home assignments (believe it or not) if we go at them 
with energy, determination, and, if possible, cheerfulness. Indifference is 
the opposite of enthusiasm, and to most of us it means laziness and 
sometimes selfishness. No indifferent person ever achieved success that 
was real or lasting, because to him most things seem disagreeable. 

Hobbies are a good outlet for our enthusiasm, and most of us have 
them. Our hobbies are the things in life that we do not look upon as 
jokes and the enthusiasm we have for them is sincere and genuine. "We 
think more about what we put into them than the fun we get out of 

It is easy to start something with enthusiasm, but it takes real 
character to keep it up and carry it through. It isn't the thing you do, 
but the spirit in which you do it that counts, so "let's be up and doing." 

Edna Ikena, Junior I. 


Freedom With Responsibility 

WHAT IS FREEDOM? Are you ever wholly free? Some will say, 
"What an absurd question to ask. Of course I am." But I 
wonder if, after reading the following definition, you will think 
you know anything at all about the subject. 

John Dewey in his "Democracy and Education" says: "Freedom 
means essentially the part played by thinking — which is personal — in 
learning; it means intellectual initiative, independence in observation, 
judicious invention, foresight of consequences, and ingenuity of adapta- 
tion to them." 

The fundamental concept in the above paragraph is, of course, the 
statement that freedom is the part played by thinking. You are free 
in so far as you consider the rights of others and use your mentality to 
contribute to group interests. Herein lies the idea of responsibility. 
Are you a member of an organization of this school? Do you fully 
appreciate the value of extra-curricular activities? Do you help the 
marshals and proctors in the execution of their duties? Do you offer 
intelligent criticism for the betterment of the student government, and 
do you substantiate your criticism with constructive ideas? To sum up, 
do you do your best to lift the law of averages, in this, your school? 
If you are and do, you are using your freedom to the fullest extent 
and coupling with it responsibility. 

Elise Shue, Junior X. 



Our Writing Inhibitions 

Is IT TOO SOON to inquire if the Freshmen have overcome their inferi- 
ority complex? One form of Freshman inferiority, according to 
Eleanor Goedeke, of Freshman III, is "overtalkativeness in order to 
cover backwardness." That trait evidently did not extend to the October 
issue of Tower Light. We wonder if the Freshmen, after all, weren't 
just a Uttle tongue-tied? 

"What shall I write about? I haven't anything to write about." 
Sad, if true, but seldom true. There is an aversion to writing about 
things that matter most to us, despite the fact that the type of thing 
we don't write is the type we Hke to read. Why feel a magazine is a 
kind of social writing which is skimmed through and forgotten as soon 
as read. 

Then there is a fear of having our ideas, points of view, etc., ridi- 
culed by older persons as being immature. You do not have to worry 
about them, if their thoughts go no further than that. 

Are you one who insists that you can't write? Have you tried? 
There is poetry in any genuine striving for expression, although the 
result is not poetry at all, or good writing, or good music. 

Have you any reasons for not wanting to write? And are they 
reasons, or only reasonable excuses? 

Ruth Caples. 

Seen and Heard 

OUR COLUMN, we are afraid to say, will be unusually short. In 
fact, we are almost sure that nothing will be written at all. But, 
in view of the fact that we are confronted by an individual week, 
we know that the gentle reader will excuse a miserable student teacher. 
Watch for the next issue. Ye editor will be back in school with his eye 
ready to cover any guilt or read anybody's column. 


Glee Club Notes 

AT THE REQUEST of the Musxc Committee of the Maryland State 

y\ Teachers' Association the Junior members of the Glee Club sang 

for the Music Association on Friday afternoon, October 21. The 

meeting was held in the Music Room of City College. The program 


Omnipotence — Schubert. 
Lullaby — Hauser. 
Czechoslovakian Dance Song. 

As the titles suggest, the program was varied. Three distinct moods 
were represented. Schubert's Omnipotence is a stately hymn of praise 
to the greatness of God. A gentle, soothing Lullaby presented a quiet 
mood — an atmosphere of peace and rest. The Czechoslovakian Dance 
Song with the hlting, captivating rhythm so distinctive of Southern 
European folk songs, furnished an unusual and effective climax. 

Our audience reacted quite favorably and the chairman expressed 
the thanks of the Committee to Miss Weyforth and to the Glee Club. 

Margaret Ashley, Vice-Presideni. 



Maryland State Teachers' Association 

THE SIXTY-FIFTH annual meeting of the Maryland State Teachers' 
Association was held Friday and Saturday, October 21 and 22, 1932. 

The program consisted of visitation of the City Schools on Friday, 
meetings at the Baltimore City College, the Clifton Park High School, 
and the Polytechnic Institute; the City State Dinner, held Friday evening 
at the Lord Baltimore Hotel; and a Luncheon the next day at the Southern 

The meetings were divided into three groups, namely: the Secondary 
Education Group; the Intermediate Group; and the Kindergarten 
Primary Group. These groups held general meetings before adjourning to 
the sectional meetings. The meetings were addressed by nationally noted 
personages. The Secondary meeting was addressed by Dr. George S. 
Counts, Associate Director of the International Institute and Professor 
of Education, Teachers' College, Columbia University. Dr. George R. 
Cutten, President Colgate University, addressed the Intermediate Group, 
while Miss Alice Temple, Associate Professor of Kindergarten Education, 
University of Chicago, who chose as her topic "Wliat the Young Child 
Has a Right to Expect of His School" addressed the Kindergarten Pri- 
mary Group. 

The sectional meetings which dealt with the subjects of Agriculture, 
Art, Classical, Commercial, Educational and Vocational Guidance, Eng- 
lish, Grammar, Geography, History, Home Economics, Industrial Educa- 
tion, Library, Music, Parent Teacher, Physical Education, Science, Secon- 
dary Special Education, and Teachers Training were addressed by many 
nationally known personages also. The Faculty of the Maryland State 
Normal School was well represented by Mrs. Brouwer, Miss Steele, Miss 
Blood, and Miss Weyforth, who addressed various sectional groups. 

E. G. 


Science Section — Maryland State 
Teachers' Association 

IN THE Science Section a most interesting meeting was conducted by 
Miss Mary C. Carroll, Chairman and Supervisor, Baltimore. Mr. 
Edward G. Stapleton, Principal, was the secretary of this section. 
The Speakers on the program were: Mr. Carleton E. Douglass, Assist- 
ant Superintendent, Baltimore; Dr. Howard A. Gray, Research Associate, 
Western Electric Company, New York; Mr. "Woodfield, Maryland Acad- 
emy of Science; Miss Clark, Conservation Committee, Garden Club; Miss 
Stidham, Miss Grace Rawlings, Miss Margaret Hirschman, Miss Grace 



Mr. Douglass addressed the group with the subject "A Science 
Teacher or an English Teacher." Mr. Douglass emphasized the point 
that Science calls for a Scientific method of thinking and that clear, 
consecutive thinking goes along with good English expression. He also 
discussed the fact that in English we learn to be interesting and accurate 
and that there is no subject better suited than science to satisfy these 
demands. He closed his address with the thought that everyday life calls 
for expression and that no subject in the curriculum better satisfies this 
need of life than science. 

Dr. Gray presented two talking films dealing with "Pitcher Plants 
and Mushrooms." These films, Dr. Gray explained, were used in the 
schools of several of the largest cities in order to experiment with the 
eflFect of moving pictures on the group. Would the group using moving 
pictures gain more than the group taught by some other methods? Dr. 
Gray proved conclusively by statistics showing a comparison of homo- 
geneous groups, that the growth with the classes using the films was 
greater than the groups taught by other methods. 

The remaining speakers on the program explained the various exhibits 
which were on view in the room. An unusually fine piece of work was 
explained by Miss Hirschman, principal of Brehms Lane School, Number 
231. This exhibit dealt with the work done by a group in the course 
of a study on evergreen trees. The activities represented in this unit were 
attractive and purposeful. The exhibit consisted of charts, photographic 
prints, plaster of paris impressions, pine cushions, poems and stories writ- 
ten by the children, and a very fine piece of needlework. 


Autumn Dance 

THE FIRST DANCE of the school season was held in the Administration 
Building, Saturday night, October 8. Jacobs' Orchestra from Balti- 
more furnished the music. Autumn leaves and bright-colored pen- 
nants carried out the seasonal theme. The alumni and the three classes 
were well represented. Especially did our Freshies blossom out. 

N. M. R., Junior VI. 


Men Students Meet at PrincipaFs Home 

THE MEN STUDENTS of Normal held their first meeting of the year 
on Wednesday evening, October 12, at Miss Tail's house. The fol- 
lowing officers were elected for the present semester: Harris Baer, 
president; Tom Johnson, vice-president; Ray Harter, secretary; Ell wood 
Beam, chairman of the program committee, and Donald Schwanabeck, 
chairman of the entertainment committee. 

'Mr. William Seeman, a graduate of last year, presided at the meet- 
ing until the election of Mr. Baer. Ray Townsend, another alumnus, 
was a guest. 

After the business was disposed of, refreshments were served, and 
there was entertainment by Howard Seidman, Sol Liss, Al Smelkinson, 
Gerson Woolf, Don Smith, Isadore Cohen, Bob Norris, Herman Miller, 
and others. 

Ray Harter, Secretary. 
Harris Baer, President. 

Saturday's Children 

^'Saturday's child must work for a living, 

And that's the sort of social we're giving; 

So wear the garments of toil and labor. 

And see if you can't look worse than your neighbor." 

So reads a brightly colored poster on the bulletin board, for every 
Saturday night "Saturday's Children" gather in Richmond Hall Social 
Room for an hour of fun and enjoyment. Around the cheery fire the 
blues are banished and even units are forgotten. (Junior VIII and X, take 
notice.) Whether the time be spent in singing peppy songs, playing 
quiet games, or watching amusing skits staged by our talented class- 
mates, the social committee assures a good time to all who come. And 
remember, everyone is invited! 

Bernice Huff, Junior VIII. 

Faculty Js[otes 

MISS Brown, Director of Rural Practice, and three students motored 
to Wheeling, West Virginia, recently in order to participate in 
The American Country Life Association. A very profitable time 
was enjoyed, and Miss Brown proved a masterly pilot on the way home 
through the storm. 

Miss Van Bibber spent Saturday, October 15, in Philadelphia attend- 
ing the meeting of the Council of Middle State History Teachers' Asso- 
ciation, of which she is secretary and Professor NichoUs, of the Univer- 
sity of Pennsylvania, president. 

Sir George Adam Smith, principal of Aberdeen University in Scot- 
land, preached in Catonsville, September 18, and was much enjoyed by 
Dr. Anna and Dr. John Abercrombie, Miss Sperry, Miss Tansil and 
other members of the faculty. Sir George is the author of one of the 
best known commentaries on Isaiah and Jeremiah and of the Historical 
Geography of the Holy Land. 

Shortly after M. S. N. S. opened. Miss Daniels made a busy trip to 
New York by train. She returned in her own car, and since then finds 
that Baltimore has assumed its old proportions. 

Mrs. Brouwer, Miss Blood and Miss Steels were speakers on the pro- 
gram of the Maryland State Teachers' Association in Baltimore, on Fri- 
day, October 21. 

Miss Birdsong talked on "Attitudes" at the October meeting of the 
Stoneleigh Parent -Teachers' Association. 

Miss Daniels, Miss Roach, Miss Medwedeff, and Miss Blood spent the 
week-end of October 14-16 with the Athletic Association in camp on 
Bush River. A pleasant time and the customary excitements were 

"While the trees were showing the first blush of autumn and the 
October moon was still young, six faculty members discovered a spot 
ideally secluded for camp fires on the slopes of Loch Raven. There 
Miss Byerley showed her skill at negotiating mud puddles, Miss Daniels 
her dexterity at chopping wood, and Miss Bader at peeling onions. 

Miss Tansil motored to "Washington for the week-end of October 



Professor John Dewey, of Columbia University, began a series of 
lectures at the Johns Hopkins University, Thursday, October 3, at four 
o'clock. Miss Brown, Director of Rural Practice, and a number of fac- 
ulty members are attending. 

The annual dinner of the State Teachers' Association was held Fri- 
day evening, October 21, at the Lord Baltimore Hotel. Members of the 
M. S. N. S. faculty who attended were Miss Tall, Miss Bader, Mrs. Sta- 
pleton. Miss Van Bibber, Miss Munn, Miss Tansil, Miss Woodward, Dr. 
Abercrombie, Miss Scarborough, Miss Rutledge, Miss Jones, Miss Osborne, 
Miss Prickett, Miss Trent, Miss Brown, Miss Birdsong and Miss Sperry. 


News Notes From the Campus 
Elementary School 

THE FATHERS of the elementary school children — about seventy of 
them — met at Miss Tail's residence to hear Dr. William Burdick 
speak on playground work in Maryland schools. The Campus School 
was used as one example of how the organization of numerous teams 
within a single school provides for development of all the children. 

The Men's Meeting is a new feature of the Te-Pa-Chi Club pro- 
gram this year. Other plans for enlisting the interest of the fathers 
include a school visiting day on February 22 and the Father and Son 
Dinner in May. 

The Te-Pa-Chi Club has a well-planned, attractively printed pro- 
gram for the year. At the first meeting Dr. Margaret Alltucker Norton, 
formerly research associate of the National Education Association, spoke 
on Modern Trends in Curriculum Making. A number of other meet- 
ings will also be devoted to curriculum. On November 1, the teachers 
will discuss the curriculum of the Campus School. At the following 
meeting, the parents will conduct a round table on the same subject. 
Other topics to be considered later are Art, Character Education, and 
Use of Leisure Time. 



THE SECOND GRADE is interested in science. Are you? We have a 
box turtle in a cage. What do you know about a box turtle? We 
have a science table where you will find goldfish, caterpillars, snails, 
shells, earthworms, walnuts, horse chestnuts, a wasp's home, and cactus 
plants. Have you seen our collection? We enjoy our collection so much 
we keep adding to it. 

We Uke the beautiful coloring of the trees as much as grown folks 
do. We are watching the ginkgo, maple, dogwood, oak, magnolia, and 
locust take on their beautiful colors before they shed their leaves for 
winter. Are you watching these trees? 


Seventh Grade News 


y^ BOUT September 20 the league games started at school. Most 
everyone was cheerful as the girls started kick-ball and the boys 
baseball. There were four teams for the girls called: Squaws, 
Eagles, Black Panthers, and Wildcats. The girls played kick-ball just 
about one month. They are going to start touchdown ball as soon as 
the weather is better. Eagles and Wildcats have played one game of 
touchdown ball already, and two other teams were to play Monday, but 
couldn't on account of the weather. As soon as it is dry and clear 
enough the other teams will play and have a grand time. 

Jean George. 


At the beginning of the year the boys, with the help of Mr. Moser 

/Y ^^^ ^^' Minnegan, chose four captains for the teams. Jimmy 

Carson was elected captain of Navy, Sam Cook of the Mohawks, 

Donald Wilson of the Athletics, and Carter Parkinson of Southern CaH- 


The first league we played was baseball. Our first few games were 
poor, but as they went on, the playing gradually became better. At the 
end, Navy was first with one game lost and five won, Mohawks second 
with two lost and four won. Athletics were in third place with three lost 
and three won, and last of all, Southern CaHfornia with six lost and 
none won. 



The soccer league started Tuesday, and for two days we had prac- 
tice games. I think we shall have a good soccer league, although we 
have only played one game. 

Sam TCook. 

Our Weather Forecast 

THE SEVENTH GRADE has been studying about the world we live in. 
One of the sub-topics under that was the weather. First, we learned 
about the principles of the air motion such as hot air rises and cold 
air descends. We also learned that air pressure is measured in inches by 
a barometer. If the barometer went up to 31 inches we shall know 
that the weather will be clear and dry. If the barometer went down to 
29 inches we shall know that the weather will be cloudy and probably 
rain. Mr. Moser gets weather maps sometimes so we can tell with the 
help of the barometer whether or not we are going to have rain. Mr. 
Moser has been giving weather forecasts for the last week. He has been 
right most of the time. I think this is one of the most interesting 
things a person could study. I hope people will soon learn more about 
the weather than what they know now. Then perhaps newspapers will 
print daily weather maps and each person can forecast his own weather. 

Donald H. Wilson, Jr. 

Fencing Team to be Introduced 

DESPITE THE difficulties that have always accompanied the Fencing 
Club, a new step is being made this year to have Normal repre- 
sented by a regular team. The sport seems to have been very 
dormant in the school, yet it is obvious that there is good material 
present. Matches are being considered with McDonogh, Navy Plebes, 
Poly, City, University of Baltimore, Y. M. C. A. and Y. M. H. A. All 
those desiring to learn to fence and who would like to be on the team 
should not hesitate to come to practice. Jacob Epstein has been appointed 
manager of the fencing team. For information see Theodore Woronka 
of Freshman III. 


sport Slants 

By Ruth E. Oheim, Junior V 

HOCKEY SEASON in order! In preparing for inter-class games on 
elective days, some splendid material has come to light — especially 
from the freshmen. There have been no contests to date, but 
strong competition insures fast, close games to come. 

Both juniors and freshmen go in for tennis on Tuesday and Thurs- 
day, the second and sixth periods, respectively. 

Swimming and basketball have their day after the hockey season, 
which will end some time in early December. 

The A. A. Week-End seems to have caused some stir of interest 
throughout the school. In addition to eighteen students and alumna, four 
faculty members, the Misses Roach, Daniels, Medwedeff and Blood, com- 
prised the party. Swimming, rowing, hiking, cards, stories, songs, picnics 
all held the interest of the twenty-two for two days. Miss Roach and 
Miss Daniels, with two alumna, marathoned a card game on Saturday. 
Whenever time lay heavy on their hands, a deck of cards was brought 
in evidence. Each and everyone asked, strenuously assured me that a 
marvelously enjoyable time was had. 

Hidden talent in the gym department! One of our erstwhile gym 
instructors was discovered by Miss Weyworth, quite, oh, quite by acci- 
dent, to have a charming singing voice! Why not rush the faculty for 
Glee Club membership! 

Coach Minnegan, 1932 champion dresser, has an equal in Jimmie 
Dugan! The coach informed the men students, who always take from 
twenty to thirty minutes showering and dressing after class, that he (the 
coach!) could dress six times in thirty minutes. Now, Dugan informs 
us that he can dress in six Minnegans! Jimmie, you're losing money 
here with that talent. 



Shades of D'Artagnan! Woranka, better known as McGonagle on 
the campus, challenged that prominent senior, Joe Haggerty, to a duel. 
Haggerty employs the Italian method; McGonagle, French! Date to be 

By the way, what's become of the men's class football games? We 

Numbers do lie! True, "Western Maryland proved superior by tech- 
nical points, but Normal won by intricate play, as observed by spectators. 
Western Maryland, 2 ; Normal 1 (!!!). 

Normal Wins Again 

ON Friday, September 3 0, the Kenwood soccer team visited Normal 
for a game. Sad to say, the Normal hooters were not very aggres- 
sive in the first half, and as a result the score was 1 to 0. The 
"Gold and White" boys received their lone tally from a penalty kick 
which Missel put through. 

At half time Coach Minnegan gave the team a "lecture" which 
brought results. The final score was 6 to by virtue of goals by 
Kulacki (2), Tear (1), Conroy (1), and Matz (1). 

Western Maryland Stops Normal 

THE Western Maryland "Terrors" invaded Towson and gave the 
Normal School soccer team their first, and, it is hoped, the only set- 
back of the '32-'33 season. The Normalites outplayed the Terrors, 
but were unable to score in the first half, but the Western Maryland 
team secured a penalty. Early in the second half they were awarded 
another penalty and made good, and it seemed as though it would be a 
shutout. The tide changed, however, when late in the second half Mis- 
sel scored Normal's only tally on Johnson's assist. 

G. M. 



Normal Beats Williamsport 

TowsoN Normal School defeated the "Williamsport (Md.) soccer 
team at Towson, 2 to 0. Coach Minnegan's "prescribed" short 
ground passes enabled Kulacki and Missel to register a goal apiece 
in this exciting game. Heretofore I have been writing about the scor- 
ing. I think that it is about time to give the complete lineup of the 
team in order that due credit may be given to the backfield for their 
defensive play. After all, if there is no defense, all the work done by 
the offense is useless. Here is the team: 

Wheeler and Dugan — Goal. 

Fost — Right Fullback. 

Haggerty — Left Fullback. 

Gonce — Right Halfback. 

Cole — Center Halfback. 

Schwanebeck — Left Halfback. 

Missel — Outside Right. 

Kulacki, Smith, Meyer — Inside Right. 

Conroy — Center Forward. 

Matz — Inside Left. 

Johnson — Outside Left. 

Fear, Bear, and Dalton — Utility Men. 

Normal Defeats Towson High 

ON October 18, 1932, the State Normal hooters defeated Towson 
High School in soccer on Normal's field. In defeating Towson 
the Normalites did something that is very seldom accomplished 
by Normal (in soccer). The field was very sUppery due to two days 
of continuous rain, and it was as much of a comedy as a soccer game 
for the few rooters who braved the dampness to root for the boys. The 
final score in this one-sided affair was 7 to in favor of Normal. Goals 
were kicked by Conroy (1), Smith (1), Kulacki (2), and Missel (2). 

G. M. 



Normal Carries On 

IT SEEMS as if the soccer squad of "il-'iJ) is trying to duplicate the 
feat of last year's squad by winning eight straight games. They 
have won all three of the scheduled games played and if they are 
able to down Western Maryland and Williamsport A. C. they stand a fine 
chance to break last year's record and even to set up a new one. 

Catonsville was the latest victim, having been defeated by a score of 
5-2. The score indicates that it may have been easy sailing but — ^well 
that was just the score. Catonsville arrived with three or four com- 
plete teams and I believe every one of the players saw action. 

Normal started the scoring when Kulacki headed the sphere into the 
net after it had been kicked from the corner. Then Catonsville talUed 
from a corner kick and followed up not long after with a goal which 
shpped through our goalie's hands. This put Catonsville in the lead at 
half time by a score of 2 to 1. It seems as if the last half is always 
Normal's, for in this game, as in the other two. Normal won the contest. 
The total scoring was: Kulacki (3), Johnson (1), and Haggerty (1). 
Haggerty's, by the way, was shot from outside the penalty area. 

Normal Beats Park 

ON Friday, October 7, the Normal Booters annexed their fourth 
straight victory by defeating Park School by a 2 to score. 
Although the victory was received with joy it also carried a trace 
of sadness, for "Judd" Meyers had his collarbone broken. "Judd" was 
playing inside right and got a bad bump in front of the goal, but con- 
tinued playing the rest of the game, not knowing that he had a broken 
bone. Here's hoping the break heals rapidly, "Judd." 

The game was fast and fairly well played by both teams, and espe- 
cially by Junkers, the Park goalie. Only two went by him, and these 
were shot one direct from the corner and the other on a follow-up of a 
penalty. On "Wednesday, October 12, the "Normahtes" will play "West- 
ern Maryland College. If a victory results. Normal will be recognized 
by the Intercollegiate Soccer Association. 


Alumni Js^ews 

A MONG THE MARRIAGES of the past year have been those of Eliza- 
/A beth Lowman Potter, Elizabeth Nicely Barton, and Lolita Downin 
Brown. Mrs. Potter is residing in Hagerstown, Md.; Mrs. Barton 
in Washington, D. C; and Mrs. Brown in Bethlehem, Pa. 

Miss Moriti is Elected Head 
Normal Association 

MISS Virginia Morin, class of 30, was elected chairman of the 
Hagerstown Alumni Association of Towson State Normal School 
at its ninth annual business meeting held last night at the 
Y. M. C. A. 

She is a teacher at Surrey School. She succeeds Miss Laura King, 
who has held that office for the past eight years. Miss King was unan- 
imously elected honorary chairman. 

Other officers elected were: Miss Jean McLaughlin (Wayside), vice- 
chairman; Miss Tiny Horst (Surrey), secretary; Miss Martha Seaman 
(South Potomac Junior High), assistant secretary; and Mrs. Alice Car- 
ver Hoffman (Antietam), treasurer. 

There were sixteen active members of the association present of 
the fifty members. 

It was decided to continue the annual banquet in the spring, for 
which Miss Morin, the chairman, will appoint an executive committee 
to make arrangements. 

— From Hagerstown Daily Mail. 




Swift lightning, thunder, crash of storm! 

It was the judgment day; 

The trees went marching up to God, 

In orderly array; 

Twisted and knotted, stately, tall — 

He greeted all of these; 

But those He pitied most of all, 

Had once been gallows trees. 

These bowed their heads and wept in shame. 

That they had been so used; 

That lovely things that God had made, 

By man had been abused; 

He passed each onward to its place. 

Whether in shade or sun; 

But one He kept close by His side — 

The tree He died upon. 

LuLETA B. Caples Morris, 

Class of 1891. 

The Fountain 

Charles Morgan 
Published by Alfred A. Knopf, New York 

IT WAS RECENTLY announced over the radio, in a literary comment, 
that to say that one has not read "The Fountain" is to commit a 
grave social error. Disregarding the question of etiquette, if you 
haven't read "The Fountain," you've missed the literary sensation of 

"The Fountain" is a scholarly book — but a most delightful schol- 
arly book. Charles Morgan, an English author, has very beautifully put 
before you a very modern plot. Lewis Alison, an English officer, is in- 
terned during the war in Holland. Contrary to the emotions of his 
fellow prisoners, he welcomes this solitude that has been thrust upon 
him and becomes deeply absorbed in the writing of a history of the con- 
templative hfe. Most of Lewis' life had been a harrowing performing 



of duty — to his mother, his brothers and sisters, to his father's publish- 
ing house, and his work. His being interned meant that he at last 
was to live his own life. His serene solitude is broken when he is sent 
to Enkendale, the castle of the Van Leydens, a Dutch family of ancient 
lineage. Here he becomes enrapt into the life of Julie, his former pupil, 
and stepdaughter of his host. JuUe is the English wife of a Prussian 
nobleman who is "at the Front." The lives of Lewis and Julie become 
one, only to be torn apart again with the retxirn of Julie's husband. It 
is a strange plot in a strange setting. 

The book is distinctive for its unusual plot, superb style, and excel- 
lent portrayal of characters. It is a modern book — but a book that prom- 
ises to live on — and on. 

E. Lassell Rittenhouse, '31. 


A Little Boy*s Essay on Geese 

"A geese is a low, heavy-set boid which is mostly meat and feathers. 
His head sits on one side and he sits on the other. A geese can't sing 
much on account of the moisture. He ain't got no foot between his 
toes, and he's got a balloon on his stomach to keep him from sinking. 
Some gooses when they gets big has curls on their tails and is called 
ganders. Ganders don't have to sit and hatch, but just loaf and eat and 
go swimmin'. If I was a goose, I'd rather be a gander." 

Submitted by Arthur Shapiro, Junior III 

This gag appeared in "Walter Winchell's column in The Baltimore 
News of October 4, 1932. 

A small town newspaper had the misfortune of having all its "S's" 
stolen. An article in the paper the next day read as follows: 

"Latht night thome thneaking thcoundrel thtole into our compoth- 
ing room and thwiped the cabinetth containing all the letter eththeth. 
Therefore we would like to take advantage of thith opportunity to apolo- 
gize to our readerth for the general inthipid appearance of the newth in 
the paper. We would altho like to thtate that if at any time in the 
yearth to come we would thee thith dirty thnake in the grath about 
the premitheth it will be our complete and thorough thatithf action to 
thoot him full of holeth. Thankth." 



You're thie Judge 

Dear Diary 

September 30 — So sorry I couldn't write you about the first three weeks 
at school. I am stilU getting adjusted. The hbrary is 
ever a constant source of knowledge — from it flows an 
ocean of learning, but so far I've only wet my ankles. 
I can put myself to sleep at night by reciting the posi- 
tion of books on the shelves — especially science and 
mathematics. When I recite the books, I usually skip 
over the Math booth because I know that section so 
well. Some day when I feel plucky I shall put a notice 
on the bulletin board announcing my ingenious sleep 
plan. However, that will never be, will it, diary dear? 
You alone know how meek I am. 

September 31 — Will write nothing today, since I wrote so much yester- 

October 5 — Made bangs for myself today, diary, and you should see 
me. I look positively Garboish! Really I am too nervous 
to write. I wonder what the girls will say. 

October 6 — One of my school pals spoke to me. "So you've gone in 
for bangs, too?" she said. I am still not sure I get her 

October 12 — We had a most interesting observation class today about 
Gulf streams. The teacher kept referring to Christopher 
Columbus, but I couldn't get the connection. The assem- 
bly today was about him, too. Queer — both observation 
class and assembly should talk about him on the same 

October 1 5 — In gym we played a game called "Automobiles and 
Pedestrians." We certainly did enjoy ourselves. The 
teacher advised that we see the soccer game to really 



get the technique. I went and yelled rather boister- 
ously. The fellows were quite amusing. However, I 
couldn't see where soccer was anything at all like "Auto- 
mobiles and Pedestrians." As a point of fact, I prefer 
our own game to soccer. 

October 18 — Checked up on that Christopher Columbus coincidence 
to satisfy my curiosity. 

Someone is spreading quite a few "Phoebe" jokes around 
the school which are good for me. After a good laugh 
I feel much better. 

October 19 — Played hockey again today in gym, and, being center 
forward, I was right in the thick of things. Coach asked 
me where my inside was, but, due to a skirmish nearby, 
I never got around to answer her. 

October 21 — Just a line to let you know my Music course ended with 
a grand finale — what a test! 
But, then, what can you expect, dear diary? 

Eleanor Goedeke, Freshman III. 

Little Jimmie, age three, watched his mother serving cooked straw- 
berries in their thin red juice, and requested her, "Please do not put any 
mercurochrome on mine, mother." 


The teacher had written 92.7 on the blackboard, and to show the 
effect of multiplying by ten rubbed out the decimal point. She then 
turned to the class and said: 

"Now, Mary, where is the decimal point?" 

"On the duster. Miss," replied Mary, without hesitation. — London 


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mMJtEmiWw^K: m'U^Mt' -M . 

Tonight I will place one burning candle at my 

And hope that passershy will see it bravely shin- 
ing there. 

And turn 

And look again to find in it a special meaning 

As though a prayer had been spoken, at its 

"Traveler, hurrying through the night 

Within are those who wish you well. 

Peace is here 

In spite of fear, and doubt, and gathering dis- 

(For this, the eve of Christ's birth.) 

And love, a warmth that deepens through the 

Stranger, hurrying through the dark. 

Bless you!" 

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Cover Design Ruth Oheim 


Christmas Eve Frontispiece 

St. George and the Dragon 3 

Christmas Carols 6 

Christmas Giving and Christmas Living 9 

Christmas Gardens 10 

Books Suitable for Christmas Gifts 11 

"Aucassin and Nicolete" 12 

Evergreens for Christmas 14 

Poetry 15 

Adventures in Verse 16 

A Study of Transportation for Third Grade 21 

Editorials 24 

Assemblies 16 

A Cathedral at Noonday 29 

School News 30 

Sports 40 

Alumni Notes 44 

Up in the Stratosphere 48 

You're the Judge 50 

Advertisements 53 

The Tower Light 

Vol. VI DECEMBER, 1932 No. 3 

^t (ieorge anti tfie Bragon 

CHRISTMAS again! The day of mirth and gladness, of hearts 
warmed by the love of dear ones, of hands clasped over time and 
tide! Blessed, blessed day when peace and good will dwell in all 
the land, and every cruel and ugly thing is hidden. Hidden? "Why not 
destroyed? The English flag waves the red cross of St. George, the 
Union Jack waves it. The flag of Maryland waves it. At home and 
abroad we live under that emblem of courage. Yet the dragons are still 
with us. At Christmas in our mumming, St. George again slays the 
dragon. We laugh. We do not search for the meaning of the story 
which made St. George the tutelary saint of Russia, Portugal and Eng- 
land. St. George was English only by birth. He lived in Cappadocia in 
the fourth century. One day he saw a vision which bade him go to the 
town of Silene in Libya in Asia Minor. Without fear he answered the 
summons, traveling day and night until he arrived at the outskirts of 
the town. There a strange sight met his eyes. A fair maiden clothed 
in sunny bridal robes knelt in prayer beside the waters of a black lake. 
Far up the bank huddled hundreds of fearful people, sobbing and staring 
with horror-stricken fascination at those dark waters and the solitary 
maiden. Even as he looked, the waters moved and from them rose the 
figure of a scaly monster, a dragon so terrific in its venom that even 
those far up upon the bank gasped as the poison of its fiery breath 
assailed them. 

The maiden waited — ^hopeless, despairing, as the monster approached; 
with a ringing cry St. George sprang to her side. 

"Fly, fly," she cried. 

"Courage! It was for this I was sent." Saying these words, St. 
George leaped upon the dragon. With a mighty stroke he drove his spear 
through its neck. It lay writhing and slashing the sand with its great 
tail, but the sword of St. George had pinned it fast to the shore. 


Then the people ran down to see this strange thing. They told 
St. George that the maiden he had rescued was the beloved daughter of 
the king, that daily the dragon had been fed the sheep and cattle of 
the farmers till none were left, and then by lot the people had been 
forced to give their children that the city might be saved from the 
devouring jaws of the monster. At last the lot had fallen upon the 
king's only child, Cleodolinda the Beautiful, and he, perforce, must do 
what he had demanded of his subjects. The princess clung to her res- 
cuer speechless from wonder and joy. 

"Take thy girdle," said St. George, "and bind it about my sword." 

When the maiden did so, the sword was released, and the creature 
followed her, the poison gone from it, but its great unwieldy body 
terrifying the watchers so that they fled back to the king upon the 
city walls. There, in front of all, St. George again drew his sword and 
hacked off the dragon's smoking head. 

The scourge of Silene was no more. The king, the princess and the 
people, wild with joy, showered gifts upon their deUverer. 

"Let me distribute these among your poor," said St. George. "I 
wish for naught, save that the image of the Princess Cleodolinda be 
emblazoned upon my shield." 

So he left, no richer than he had come but for the image upon 
his shield and the blessings of the people, watching the last gleam of 
the setting sun light the cross upon his banner as he galloped away 
over the hills. 

After performing many other brave deeds and miracles, St. George 
became the captive of Dacien, proconsul of Judea, who ordered him be- 
headed at the block. Unafraid he bared his neck for the axe and uttered 
his last words, "I have fought the good fight." 

So died George of Cappadocia, destined to Hve forever as the sym- 
bol of courage and of service. 

The dragon with an armor of scales, with a fiery furnace belching 
sulphurous fumes from its maw, with webbed feet, an equal terror by 
land or sea, has vanished from the earth. But other dragons are still 
with us. No less dangerous are they because they are not seen. They 
live within the hearts and minds of man. Their names are Fear and 
Greed and False Ambition; Fear that makes the coward, shrinking from 
bodily or spiritual pain; Greed that seeks gain at any price; False Ambi- 
tion that places self-aggrandisement as the lode star of life. These are 
dragons more terrible than those of Silene for they destroy the soul of 
man. The venom that they breathe destroys man's love for man. Peace 



and good will cannot enter where they dwell. At this time of high 
and holy thoughts look within. If there lurks in some dark recess of 
your heart one of these destroying dragons, summon the courage of 
St. George and with the sword of Truth hew it down in its hiding 
place. Then will you truly know the spirit of Christmas. Then, fol- 
lowing the vision of Love of Truth and Service to mankind, will you 
go forth as did St. George to fight the Good Fight. 

Helen Stapleton. 


I'd like to be a pool wherein 

The souls of men could sink, 
"Where thoughts and spirits of the world 

Would gather at my brink. 

I'd like to know and understand 

Just why and what they be; 
I'd like to know and mirror back 

All things in Light of Thee. 

Ora Bussard, Junior IX. 


Cl^nsitmasi Carols! 

Their origin and extent, together with a list of 
those we have sung here at Normal 

CHRISTMAS, season of the year beautiful in spiritual and social 
significance, has brought to the world a wealth of appropriately 
beautiful song. Christmas has created this music during the 
course of time, and now, as if in a fair spirit of reciprocity, this music 
recreates Christmas. Every year it is the carol singing which perhaps 
more than any one other Christmas custom brings us happiness at this 
blessed season. 

The word "carol" originally designated either a ring-dance or a 
song to go with a ring-dance. St. Francis of Assisi, in an effort to make 
the Christmas story more concrete to his humble Italian congregation, 
is said to have originated the custom of placing a representation of the 
Savior's crib in the manger of Bethlehem in churches and private homes. 
Carols according to some authorities were sung and danced around it. 
They were originally songs of the masses, apart from the church service. 
The carol singing has continued in places where the crib is not used, 
though it is said that in Yorkshire the children who go round as waits, 
carol-singing, still carry with them "milly boxes" (My Lady Boxes), 
containing figures of the Virgin and Child. 

Strictly speaking, because of the origin of the term, the word 
"carol" should be applied to lyrics written to dance measures. But in 
popular acceptance, the word is apphed to songs written for the Christ- 
mas festival. 

Carols have been sung through the ages, but there has been a spe- 
cial revival of interest in singing them in modern times. Scholars and 
publishers have made it possible for us to obtain carols from many lands, 
and carols of the past and present. The study of this material is fas- 
cinating, especially from the standpoint of the folk contributions of 
the diflferent nations. One feels that the carols are one of those influ- 
ences that help to make the whole world kin, and we love to contem- 
plate their universality as expressed in the poem by Phillips Brooks: 

Christmas in lands of the fir tree and pine, 
Christmas in lands of the palm tree and vine, 
Christmas where snowpeaks stand solemn and white, 
Christmas where cornfields lie sunny and bright; 
Everywhere, everywhere, Christmas tonight. 


Below is a list of carols from various countries. It includes only 
those we have used here at the Normal School within the last seven 
years. All of these are beautiful, and we give you the Ust with pub- 
lishers, in the hope that it may prove useful to you. When you know 
all these, you will still be able to find many more. 


The Boar's Head Carol (Twice 5 5 — Green) . . Birchard 

Good King Wenceslas (Twice 55 — Green); Birchard 

(Gray Book of Favorite Songs) Hall & McCreary 

The First Nowell (Twice 5 5 Plus) Birchard 

The Great God of Heaven E.G. Schirmer 

The Wassail Song (Christmas Caroling 

Song) ; (Twice 55 — Green) Birchard 

God Rest You Merry, Gentlemen G. Schirmer 

The Twelve Days of Christmas (Twice 55 

Plus) Birchard 

I Saw Three Ships Ditson 

What Child Is This? (Greensleeves) G. Schirmer 


Deck the Hall (Twice 5 5 Plus) Birchard 


A Joyful Christmas Song — Harmonized 

by Gevaert G. Schirmer 

March of the ELings Birchard 

Bring a Torch, Jeanette, Isabella E. C. Schirmer; Birchard 

Sleep, Holy Child — Harmonized by Gevaert . . Birchard 

Now Is Born the Child Divine Birchard 

Masters in This Hall — ^Arranged by Hoist . . . . E. G. Schirmer 

Bethlehem — Arranged by Gounod H. W. Gray 

Boots and Saddles — ^Arranged by Saboly H. W. Gray 


O Sanctissima Carl Fischer 

(Christmas Song) Foresman HI 


Silent Night, Holy Night — Griiber 

(Twice 5 5 Plus) Birchard 



O Tannenbaum (O Faithful Pine) Carl Fischer; Dann VI 

From Heaven I Was Sent to Earth — Luther . . Carl Fischer 

Lo, Flow a Rose E'er Blooming — ^Arranged 

by Praetorius G. Schirmer 

While Shepherds Watched Their Flocks — 

Melody by Praetorius G. Schirmer 


Shepherds' Christmas Song H. W. Gray 


Lullaby, Jesus Dear G. Schirmer 


The Christ of the Snow — ^Arranged 

by Gaul Witmark 


Let Our Gladness Know No End — ^Fif ty 

Christmas Carols of All Nations Willis 


Carol of the Russian Children — ^Arranged 

by Gaul G. Schirmer 

In addition, here are hymns and songs which have not so much of 
folk flavor. Some of these are of the community type; some are more 
difficult. You will not go wrong in entrusting the recreating of Christ- 
mas to these. 

O Come All Ye Faithful (Twice 55 Plus) . . . Birchard 

Words from an old Latin hymn — 

Tune by Reading 
Hark the Herald Angels Sing — ^Mendelssohn 

(Twice S 5 Plus) Birchard 

It Came Upon the Midnight Clear — ^Willis 

(Gray Book of Favorite Songs) Hall & McCreary 

O Little Town of Bethlehem — ^Redner 

(Gray Book of Favorite Songs) Hall & McCreary 



Wq Three Kings of Orient Are — Hopkins 

(Gray Book of Favorite Songs) Hall & McCreary 

A Day of Joyful Singing — Jackson 

(Twice 5 5 Plus) Birchard 

Christmas — Schulz Congdon 

Joy to the "World — Handel (Twice 55 — 

Green) Birchard 

Cantique de Noel (O Holy Night) — ^Adam 

(Twice 5 5 Plus) Birchard 

Hail Ye Tyme of Holie-dayes — Branscombe . . Schmidt 

Adore and Be Still — Gounod Presser 

Gesu Bambino — Yon J. Fischer 

The Virgin at the Manger — Perilhou Ditson 

March of the Wise Men — Gaul Church Music Review 

Emma Weyforth. 

Cfjrisitmass (gibing anb Cfjrisitmasi Hibing 

What is the underlying spirit of Christmas living? I think every- 
one knows that the sharing spirit, the giving spirit, is the true Christmas 

The climax of the whole year of living falls on Christmas Day. An 
atmosphere of kindliness prevails. It seems strange that only on Christ- 
mas Day do we fully think of others and find in them worthy qualities 
hitherto unsuspected. A hush lies over the roar of the cities. The very 
air seems sweeter. New vision clarifies the turbulent spirits which have 
been troubled all through the year with worry and strife. On this day 
everyone ceases to think of only his own happiness and has a thought for 
the happiness of his neighbor. 

"In a story of the Gesta Romanorum the wisdom of Christmas is 
written above the dead: 'What I kept I lost; what I spent I had; 
what I gave I have.' " 

Elise Shue. 


MANY OF US when we have planned flower gardens have worked 
with the thoughts of only the beauties of summer. In winter, 
the gardens are barren and unsightly. 

In winter the most beautiful gardens are found in the deep woods. 
They are made up of evergreens, mistletoe and red berries. Nature has 
woven these into a beautiful lace work in the forest. 

"We should plan for winter effects as the Japanese do. They plant 
a pine tree or graceful branch that will cross a stone lantern so that 
when the snow falls they will have a beautiful picture, or they place 
some bush that bears berries where the low winter sun will touch them, 
or set a shrub with colored branches where it will make a fine, lacy 
tracery against a dark evergreen tree." There are many ways to get 
cheerful color and Hfe in winter gardens. 

Red-dogwood, cardinal willow, golden ozier trees blended in our 
garden with their beautiful red, orange and yellow bark will fill the 
garden with hfe. 

At Christmas many of us buy artificial wreaths and decorations. 
How much more in the spirit of Christmas we would live if in our 
gardens were planted pines, juniper, cedars, large-leaved evergreens, rho- 
dodendrons and laurels. These give us many shades of greens. 

Holly is a plant which should be in the garden. Many years ago 
before Christmas Eve a bit was taken into the house to keep away 
witches and evil spirits. If it was not taken out again before Candlemas 
Eve it meant misfortune. The Celts planted holly in their gardens to 
cover the elves and fairies. In England we find holly being grown as 
a hedge. 

Fortunately we need not confine ourselves to just the plants men- 
tioned above, but instead, we have the "Winter berry with its green 
leaves and black berries clinging in a thick cluster like a jet ornament. 
The Guelder rose adds to our picturesque scene, leaves of brown, purple 
and dull red among which cling many berries of yellow and scarlet. 
The garden would not be complete without the Wayfaring tree dis- 
playing its berries rich in dark blue color. Bittersweet wins a place in 
the garden because its chief beauty is its crimson berries. 

After these plants and trees have been planted we find the ground 
looks very bare so we turn to the Kninikinic, a creeping evergreen 



which will trail its scarlet berries in a thick mat over the garden floor. 
This creeper is also useful in two other ways; the Indians smoke the 
leaves and the bears have very enjoyable meals from the berries. The 
creeping snowberry with its white snowflake berries may be planted 
with the Kninikinic making a very beautiful contrast. 

Along the walks or paths by the sides of houses or even along 
fences may be planted the Toyon. This bush burns with a harmless 
fire, still keeping the world aflame. 

This kind of garden will add to the beauty of Christmas and the 
birds attracted by it will add to the Joyousness. 

Adeline Magaha, Senior "33." 
Reference — ^The Craftsman, December, 1914. 

Pook£i Suitable for €^n^ma& (iift£f 

SOME TITLES of books which would be appreciated as gifts are: 
"Under Twenty," by May Lamberton Becker, a collection of 
stories of girls (Harcourt) ; "Mary's Neck," by Booth Tarkington, 
a story of a summer at a Maine resort (Doubleday) ; "Benefits Received," 
by AHce Grant Rosman, a story of a girl of the present in London 
(Minton, Balch) ; "Call Home the Heart," a narrative of the moun- 
taineers by Olive Tilford Dargan, who writes under the pseudonym of 
Fielding Burke (Longmans, Green) ; "The Way of a Dog," by Albert 
Pay son Terhune (Harper) ; "Best American Mystery Stories of the Year," 
edited by Carolyn Wells (Day) ; "And Now Goodbye," by James Hil- 
ton, who writes of English clerical Hfe (Morrow) ; "State Fair," by 
Phil Stong, who vividly portrays the Iowa state fair at Des Moines 
(Literary Guild) ; "Miss Pinkerton," by Mary Roberts Rinehart, in her 
usual thrilling style (Farrar) . 

Three new books added to the library during the past year give 
additional material on Christmas traditions: 

Auld, William Muir: "Christmas Traditions," published by Mac- 
millan; Crippen, T. G.: "Christmas and Christmas Lore," Dodge; Lewis, 
D. B. W.: "A Christmas Book," an anthology for moderns, Dutton. 

Mary L. Osborn. 



THIS CANTE-FABLE, or fable in song, of "Aucassin and Nicolete," 
is very old. No one knows its author or its origin. It is thought 
that it was sung by some joggleor or minstrel, who wandered 
from castle to castle singing his stories. It may have been sung at 
Christmas time for the entertainment of the ladies of the court. It 
was translated into EngUsh by Andrew Lang in 1887. 

The minstrel tells his story by singing parts of it and by speaking 
other parts: "So say they, speak they, tell they the Tale." 

Count Garia de Biaucaire's only son, Aucassin, will neither be 
dubbed knight, nor follow tourneys, nor take arms unless he be given 
Nicolete, "his sweet lady." As a child, Nicolete was bought for a 
slave. Count Biaucaire wished Aucassin to marry some lady of high 
birth, but Aucassin wanted only Nicolete. "Faith, my father, tell me 
where is the place so high in all the world, that Nicolete, my sweet 
lady and love, would not grace it well.-*" 

Nicolete is locked in a chamber; Aucassin grieves greatly. He is 
cast into a dungeon so that he will forget Nicolete. She makes a cord 
and escapes, wandering until she comes to Aucassin in his prison, "mak- 
ing lament for the sweet lady he loved so well." 

Nicolete leaves him and goes to the forest for refuge. When she 
has disappeared, Aucassin is released from the dungeon and to restore his 
joy is feasted by his father; but Aucassin remains disconsolate. He 
goes to the forest, and learns from the tale of Shepherds that Nicolete 
has passed. He finds the lodge that she wove of boughs, flowers, and 
leaves, and in alighting from his horse, "He dreamed so much on Nic- 
olete, his right sweet lady, that he slipped on a stone, and drove his 
shoulder out of place." Nicolete soon joins him, and ministers to him, 
"and he was all healed." The next morning they leave the forest 

"From the forest they doth fare. 

Holds his love before him there. 

Kissing cheek, and chin, and eyes, 

But she spake in sober wise, 

Aucassin, true love and fair, 

To what land do we repair?" 

They reach the sea and board a ship, which is driven by storms 
to a strange country, where they find shelter with a King of the land 



of Torelore. Aucassin is happy, "for that he had with him Nicolete, 
his sweet love, whom he loved so well." But a troop of Saracens 
besiege the castle and carry off all as prisoners. Aucassin is cast into 
one ship, and Nicolete in another. The ship that Aucassin is on is 
wrecked on his native shores, and he becomes ruler over his father's 
land. The ship that Nicolete is on, sailed to Carthage, where she 
recognizes her old home and finds that she has been captured by her 
father, the King of Carthage. To avoid being forced to marry the 
King of Paynim, Nicolete disguises herself as a harper and goes to seek 

"Then Aucassin wedded her. 

Made her Lady of Biaucaire. 

Many years abode they there. 

Many years in shade or sun. 

In great gladness and delight. 

Ne'er hath Aucassin regret 

Nor his lady Nicolete. 

Now my story all is done, 

Said and sung!" 

Reviewed by Ruth Caples. 


The night was beautiful; only the wind and the sounds of noc- 
turnal forest creatures broke the deep silence. A new moon shed its 
beams o'er the sleeping valley where the weird shadows danced fantas- 
tically. At intervals the rolling clouds covered the moon, leaving the 
almost bare trees to whisper in STYGIAN darkness, and at these times the 
silence seemed to deepen. Far away the mournful howl of a wolf rose 
faint but clear on the crisp air, swelHng, swelling; then sadly growing 
softer until all once more was still. A sighing breeze rustled the few 
remaining leaves on the trees and swayed the knotted boughs slowly 
to and fro. Night reigned, queen of this dark, mysterious beauty. 

Ruth Kjeir, Freshman V. 


CtJergreens; tor Cfjrtsitmas! 

WHY DO EVERGREENS play such an important part in our festiv- 
ities at Christmas? The use of Christmas trees has been 
traced back to the Romans. From them it spread to Germany, 
and then to Great Britain. The custom is almost universal in the 
United States where the customs of so many nationalities meet and 
gradually blend into a common usage. 

It seems fitting that we should have pines and firs as representative 
of trees for Christmas, or Christ's trees. When other trees have dropped 
their leaves, and gone to rest for the winter, the evergreens continue 
with their bit of color. They maintain through the long winter the 
beauty of the green foliage which all the other trees supply so abun- 
dantly during the summer. They seem to keep up the faith and give 
the promise of the return of beauty in the spring. Isn't this the same 
thing that is done for us by the One whose birth we celebrate at Christ- 
mas? He remains unchanging throughout the year. 

During the rest of the year, the evergreens go by unnoticed and 
unappreciated. During the summer they are somewhat hidden by the 
foHage of the other trees of the forest. But — when the beauty of these 
other trees is not available at Christmas, we depend upon the evergreens 
to brighten and bring joy to our homes. 

So it is with Christ! When we are successful and happy, and 
have other ways of supplying our wants and needs, we are apt to forget 
Christ. But — when we seek joy, and the things which mortals cannot 
give, we look to Him. 

Thus it is at Christmas each year that the evergreens bring joy 
to the world, just the same as the renewal of the birth of Christ each 
Christmas spreads an atmosphere of happiness. — E. T., Junior IX. 




(Bn be OTap" 

I got the queeres f eelin' 

Sort o' ticklin' down mah spine, 

It makes me feel lak dancin' 

An it makes mah eyes to shine, 

Thar's Chrismus in the oflfin, 

Jus' as sho' as I stan' here, 

Cause I alius gets this feelin' 

At this special time o' year. 

Ole Santy Claus aire comin' 

With his reindeer an' his pack — 

I ain't got apprehensions, 

'Cause he never skip our shack, 

He brings me 'lasses candy 

An 'at stuff what's good to eat 

Mah tummy hankers fo' them things, 

Ise holler to mah feet! 

Den Chrismus Eve I peer de sky 

An' hunt dat famous team, 

De specticl across de moon 

Am like a georgeous dream. 

Den jus' autside mah cabin 

I can hear de Car'lers sing 

Gee, I'se jus a Pickaninny 

I'se happy as a king! 

A. L. S., Junior VII. 

3n^t a J^eep at ^anta 

The jingle of bells broke up my sleep; 

I rushed to the window just to peep. 

And there was Santa, jolly and dear. 

His sack overflowing with Christmas cheer. 

He called to his reindeer who pranced in the snow; 

I jumped back in bed lest Santa might know 

That I was there just to peep; 

I pulled up the covers and went back to sleep. 

A. WiLHELM, Junior TV. 




Stars — ^What are they? Did some immortal giant hand hurl silver 
to the world? Did some hindering force of gravity keep them from 
falling this far? Is that the distant silver thing we mortals call a star? 
Are they God's candles with which He lights the heavens? Are they 
friendly, guiding points of light in the blackness of the night? Or, are 
they icy, cold, silver, lovely, mocking our man-made Hght? In all the 
world, man's crude attempt at beauty and light are subordinate to the 
star. Man may be born, may die, may rise to the heights, may sink in 
the mire, but try as I may I can find nothing comparable to the star. 

Audrey "Wilhelm, Junior IV. 


Adventures in Verse 

Helen Stapleton 

THE FOLLOWING poems Were an outgrowth of a study of verse 
forms. Note the music of The Willow. You feel the swaying 
branches, the pause as the wind dies, the flutter of leaves in the 
last two lines of each stanza. The author of The Thunder King was 
surprised to find that the music, and much of the imagery of her poem, 
was that of Shelley's Cloud. Unconsciously, moved by the spirit of her 
subject, she had an inspiration very similar to that of the great poet, 
and expressed her ideas with a vigor and swing that seem like an echo 
of the classic. My Dream has the bold incisive rhythm that calls to 
mind a sturdy adventure-loving youngster whose only regret is that 
she is "a girl." The fine contrasts in Fear's Shadow are made swiftly and 
clearly in a neat verse pattern that ties the last line to the first by the 
repetition of the rhyme. This fine little poem with rhyme and rhythm 
form an interesting comparison with Black and Silver; love and fear 
contrasted in the former, joy and sadness in the latter, woven into a 
free verse pattern that carries its emotion with poignancy and intensity. 
The authoress of Music uses free verse also as the most suitable medium 
for the expression of the rapture she feels in dedicating her soul to music. 
Another form of expression would have robbed the poem of that burst 
of spontaneity which is its charm. These poems are particularly inter- 
esting in the union of form and thought. To thoroughly enjoy them, 
read them aloud twice— first for the thought, then for the thought plus 
the verse forms. Perhaps as you study their composition you will have 
an inspiration to "go and do likewise." 



The WiUow 

Oh, you tree, weeping here by the wayside, 
Tell me why you are sad and forlorn, 
Tell me why you are drooping your branches 
And why by this grief you are torn. 

Weeping Willow! 

You beautiful willow! 

'Tis a story that's almost forgotten. 
Of the days when old Cathay was young. 
When I grew in the garden of sunlight 
In the valley whose praises were sung 

On the lute. 

Now long mute. 

For the hordes, sweeping in from the westward 

Took the beauty of China along 

To bring cheer to their desolate country, 

To leave China bereft of her song. 

And thus was I torn from my homeland. 

Forced to grow where I do not belong. 

Here I stand, ever weeping and brooding 

O'er my plight and the terrible wrong 

Done to Cathay, 

To beautiful Cathay! 

Thus the willow had answered my query, 
And the breeze through its branches still blew. 
Wafting onward the story of China — 
The story so old, yet so new. 

Ah, the willow. 

The beautiful willow! 

Mary Louise Lutman, Freshman 11. 


The Thunder King 

"I come, I come," roared the Thunder King; 
"Make room for my bride and me," 
And wide through the forest the echo rang, 
And bounded over the sea. 

"We come, we come, a royal pair, 

In fiery splendor dressed, 

We pierce the sky with our golden darts, 

As we sit on the storm cloud's breast. 

"Proud man in fear shall bow his head. 
His lofty head bow low. 
As we sweep along on our tempest wing. 
Destroying as we go." 

"I come," he roared, and the tempest raved, 
And the lightning wove a golden wreath, 
To brighten the pitchy sky. 

The heavens wept a shower of tears, 

And the sun withdrew in woe. 

The mountains reeled, and the oceans heaved. 

And the forest trees bowed low. 

Marian Pesaro, Freshman 11. 

Black and Silver 

Black and silver. 

Soft black velvet studded with bright silver 

Night blankets me with her cloak of deep black velvet. 

Through her cloak flash stars — bright silver. 

Thoughts — ^yet black — 

Lighted intermittently by vivid flashes of bright silver — ^happiness. 

Lulled to sleep by soft, deep black. 

Awakened by flash of silver. 

Forever — black and silver. 

Louise E. Wenk, Freshman 11. 


My Dream 

I'd like to be an aviator, 

Sailing through the blue. 

I'd like to be a sailor, 

To his country staunch and true. 

I'd hke to go adventuring 

In Egypt or Siam, 

Or even be an engineer, 

And know that then I am 

The means of linking countries 

By cable or by span. 

That leads to distant jungles 

To reclaim the savage man. 

I'd like to be a diver. 

To seek gold and precious pearl, 

But alas, I fear I cannot, 

I am, forsooth, a girl. 

Margaret Kellemen. 

Fear's Shadow 

Fear came, and I, a trembling child, so small 
Shrank, cowering against the blackening wall. 
Love came, and with her blinding pure white light — 
Put all my coward trembUngs to flight, 
For fear was but a shadow after all. 

Helen S. Rogers, Freshman VI. 




Ah, to be in love! 

Ah, to be in love with Music! 

To be in love with all the musicians that ever lived! 

To review ia my mind the ecstasies that must have been theirs to have 

written such exotic music! 
To feel the pulsations of their hearts. 
As they loved and wrote their emotions in Music! 

To love a melody — a myth! 

Bah, on loving a man — a mere mortal! 

For me — to love immortal music, the language of the soul. 

Bah, on materialistic men and their animal-like habits! 

Give me Music to embrace — 

So gentle, so genuine! 

No false love in loving Music. 

Let me reach Heaven through Music. 

Let me fly in white clouds with the wind to sing to me. 

Let me chase the rain on with the last raindrops keeping time. 

Let me touch Heaven in the deep feeling of a song! 

Or to come to earth 

To live to the Music of the trees, and brooks, and the beat of my heart. 

Let me sing the song of my soul. 

Let me love Music! 

Rose Himmelfarb, Freshman II. 

Childhood has its own rhythms. It sees beauty and expresses beauty 
with a clear force and charm in its word pictures. Emerson had been 
sketching on the campus. He painted his picture on paper, then he 
painted it with words in this description: 

I saw a httle tree. 

I saw a big tree — 

A big tree with yellow leaves. 

I saw the dormitory and the willows, peeping — 

Peeping over the wall. 

I saw a tall white tower and a black roof; 

I saw the sun lying on the black roof. 

I saw the trees — straight, tall trees, 

Standing beside the tower. 

Emerson, Grade 11. 



A Study of Transportation for 
Third Grade 

By Lyda Hutson 

SINCE YOUNG children are interested in things that move; street cars, 
automobiles, trains, boats, and airplanes, Miss Cox, the student 
teacher, set about creating an atmosphere which would help to 
satisfy this interest. Vacation pictures were placed within easy view 
of the children and they were encouraged to talk freely of how they 
spent the summer, where they went and how. Some traveled on trains, 
some on boats, some in automobiles, buses, street cars. Those who hadn't 
journeyed themselves had relatives who had ridden on ocean liners, in 
airplanes, and even on a camel in Egypt. 

The next day many pictures were posted around three sides of the 
room; automobiles and trains at the front, boats at one side, airplanes 
at the back. The children examined the pictures, spontaneously respond- 
ing to what interested them. From this grew interest in the ways we 
travel — boys and girls were asked to compare their ways of traveling 
with those pictured, and to find out if there were still other ways. 

The following morning, slides were shown of walking, horseback 
riding, pack animals, the camel, the donkey, the elephant, the dog 
sledge, the two-wheeled cart, the four-wheeled cart, and the carriage. 
That night one boy and his mother sat up late cutting out pictures 
from magazines, selecting photographs and snapshots from their album, 
and mounting them on two sheets. This boy was very proud to bring 
them to us and we hung them up for reference. 

At this point the children noticed the difference between the pic- 
tures they had examined and the sUdes, and the question arose, "How 
did these ways of going about develop?" We summarized the ways we 
had seen on the slides, and found out their uses. "We added the Indian 
travel (The Iron Horse Page), the stage coach (Best Stories Page), the 
covered wagon (The Story of Transportation, pages 11 to 14), and the 
need for roads. Children made reports of "the wheel" (How the World 
Rides, pages 9 to 11). The next question was, "Do other people travel 
in the same way?" Information was found about traveling in hot and 
cold countries, the use of the camel, the elephant, the dog sledge, also 
about riding in Japan, China, and India. Here the children decided to 
make a movie of their own, showing these ways of travel. 

The class became so interested and brought in so many books from 
home and from the Pratt Library about trains that we discussed this 
topic next. An assignment was given to find out who James Watt was, 



and what he did for his country. Information about James Watt and 
the discovery of steam was brought in by several children. Much interest 
was shown in steam and how it pushes engines. Steam was discussed 
and the next assignment was to find out as much as possible about the 
first train and how it ran. One child brought "Engine's Story," another, 
material from "The Fair of the Iron Horse" and told about the Tom 
Thumb engine. Another showed the picture and told how coaches were 
drawn by horses but ran on tracks. A mimeographed sheet taken from 
"My Progress Book in English," page 30, about the first engine and 
the race with the gray mare stimulated much interest. "The Story of 
Transportation," "Best Stories," page 115, and "How the World Rides," 
pages 30, 36, 38 were used for reports and discussion was carried on 
about early trains from the standpoint of safety, sanitation, comfort, 
and speed. 

At this stage the class became conscious of how different our trains 
are today and expressed a desire to go to a railroad station and learn 
more about them. Letters were written to the principal and to the 
parents for permission to go. Arrangements were made with the Pas- 
senger Train Master, Mr. T. L. Grady, and a trip was taken through 
the Pennsylvania Station. The children had the time of their lives and 
will never forget Mr. Stocksdale who piloted them about and so patiently 
and kindly explained to them all about the bulletin board. Travelers' 
Aid, Bureau of Information, baggage, tickets, mail, train supplies, and 
the trains themselves. The Third Graders went through a train, exam- 
ining lighting, signals, drinking facilities, sanitary arrangements, and pro- 
visions for comfort. The porter made up berths and even put several 
of the children into the upper berth in the pullman, letting them experi- 
ence the thrill of lying on the pillow and peeping over the edge. 

This trip was enjoyed and letters were written to Mr. Stocksdale 
thanking him for his kindness, and that of the porter who made up 
the berth. Several girls then wanted to build a station, putting in 
the things that most interested them. Discussion of what they had seen 
was lively; the make up of a modern train, engine, tender, coaches, 
baggage cars, mail cars, diners, sleepers, observation cars. Then com- 
parison with early trains was made. The story of George Pullman was 
told and a pamphlet of the history of the pullman with pictures was 
put on the library table for reference. Different kinds of trains were 
next talked about, freight, cattle, refrigerator, mail, all pullman; then 
trains in other countries; England and Ireland. References and reports 
were given by the children. One thing the children did not find out 
when they visited the station was how the train gets water along the 
way, so one child reported on this from "The Ways We Travel," page 88. 

(To be continued) 



*'Over the Top*' 

The boys were crouched in the trenches awaiting the signal for 
battle. A group of soldiers were busily making last-minute piles of 
ammunition. Between the lines stood the two generals holding the last 
council of war. As they returned to their posts silence fell over the 
battle field, A shrill whistle sounded. Thick and furious came the 
first charge. It was snowballs. 

Note — ^This was written to give children an idea of one type of 
adventure story. It has a surprise ending. Children may use any type 
they care to; this is merely an illustration. The ultimate aim is to have 
the children write stories of their own after learning through study 
the elements comprising a good story. 

Vivian Cord, Junior IV. 


I win success, and puff with pride; 
My head I hold on high. 
But then I lose when the bank goes up 
And my friends (?) all pass me by. 

I meet a girl and fall in love; 

I sing in boimdless glee. 

But then the girl says "So long, pal," 

And I say, "Woe is me." 

And so it goes along the way; 
We only play a part .... 
Ah, Life, you are so sweet to live. 
But still you wring my heart. 

I. Sermon Eise. 


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How About YOU ? 

Do you know yourself? "We should be absolutely on the square 
with ourselves and not drift along on a rosy cloud of self- 
delusion. "We are far from perfect; we should "take stock" 
of ourselves once in a while. Ask yourself these questions and rate 
yourself accordingly. 

Am I honest? Do I He? Can I say "yes" without quibbling 
when "taken to task" about something of which I am guilty? Can I 
"be a sport" and smile when I lose? Do I waste my time? Am I 
prompt and dependable? Am I considerate of others? Am I, then, 
justifying the expense of an education? Am I taking proper care of 
myself? Are my personal habits in general organized? Am I egotistical? 



Do I have reason to be so? Do I sponge on others? Am I really 
popular and well-liked? Do people respect me as they should? 

How do you stand with yourself after impartially answering these 
questions? Do your good traits outweigh your bad ones? Do you see 
room for improvement? Do you have the courage to look yourself in 
the face and say, "I lie, and I must stop it?" You cannot improve your- 
self or correct a habit unless you know exactly what you have to over- 
come, and where you must begin to overcome it. I do not want to know 
your answers — no one need ever know your answers — ^but YOU should 
know, and try to change for the better. I tried this idea myself and I 
live a much happier, freer, and more worthwhile Hfe than before. I 
should never have written this article, but several of my friends, and 
even a few casual acquaintances noticed the improvement, and I thought 
it worth while to pass on to you. 

A Student. 

It Is Said 

THERE IS NO formula for character education .... The major 
objective in education is character building." — ^Mrs. Norton, noted 
authority on character education. 

"We have a group of persons that have been brought up in an 
idolatrous attitude concerning the Constitution." — Lena C. Van Bibber, 
instructor of History at M.S.N.S., on the constitution of the U.S. 

"What I like particularly about Maryland State Normal School is 
the spirit of fellowship and good will that makes one feel perfectly at 
home in a good working organization." — Miriam Harper, Council Chair- 
man of Freshman Class. 

"The general student should have a course which has mediaeval his- 
tory in it ... . For the layman mediaeval history is for culture." — ^Dr. 
Sidney Painter, Professor of History, J.H.U., on place of mediaeval history 
in education. 

"People are voting against things rather than for them." — Dr. E. 
Winslow of Goucher College on Presidential Campaign. 

"We ought not to run the school without your ideas." — ^Dr. Lida 
Lee Tall, Principal M.S.N.S., on Student Council. 

"If there is a place where there should be a selection of teachers 



it should be in the Normal School." — ^Miss Jones, Instructor of Read- 
ing, M.S.N.S., speaking to Junior 3, 5, and 6. 

"To miss the joy of literature is to miss all." — ^Miss Steele, Prin- 
cipal M.S.N.S. Elementary School. 

"The major objective in a Parent-Teacher Association is parent- 
education." — ^Mrs. Coppage, President State-Wide Parent-Teachers Asso- 



THERE HAVE already been a number of excellent assemblies provided 
for the student audiences this year, some of the more outstand- 
ing of which should be noted in The Tower Light. 

On October 24th, our Miss Osborne delighted her hearers with a 
discussion of "The Rise of the Common Man in Literature." She con- 
trasted the themes of former days with those used by the modern writers, 
showing how the "forgotten man" is now remembered, at least in story, 
where reahsm is the keynote. She predicted that a turn would come, 
and that romance would, once again, find its own in literature. 

On October 25 th, Miss Louise Schroeder presented her annual recital. 
She was accompanied by Miss Spielman, who plays charmingly. Miss 
Schroeder favored us with a variety of selections, among the most delight- 
ful of which was a simple Quaker song, and a song entitled "When 
Grandma Was a Young Girl." Miss Spielman played two numbers on 
the piano. 

On October 27th, Miss McComas gave her second lecture of the 
year. Her topic was "Early Christian Painting and Sculpture." In ex- 
plaining the symbolism of the art of the early Christian period. Miss 
McComas showed the influence that this period has exerted on our pres- 
ent painting and sculpture. 

On October 28th, Mr. Daniel Reed spoke on the American Theater 
Movement. He appealed to the audience, who, as teachers, would often 
find themselves in the position of leaders in their communities, to join in 
the movement to support plays that deal with ideas rather than merely 
with emotions. 

On October 31st, the school heard again from a member of the 
faculty, Mr. Walther, who gave his views on the World Crisis. He 
analyzed the present economic situation, showing the deep-rooted nature 



of the trouble and its tangled interactions. He showed how great over- 
production, great under-consumption had combined with other factors to 
produce a world-wide demoralization of markets and trade — an inter- 
national anarchy, with each man striking out bHndly for himself. He 
pointed out how this crisis has grown out of the World War. 

On November 7th, as a fitting introduction to National Education 
Week, Mrs. Coppage, the president of the Maryland State Parent -Teachers 
Association, was our speaker. She related briefly the history of the 
Parent -Teacher movement, giving praise to its founder, Mr. Theodore 
Birney. She enunciated the main objectives of the P.-T.A. as health, 
education for parents and children, and the emphasis in schools of spir- 
itual and health training. 

On November 8 th, Junior II contributed its share to Education 
Week by presenting a study of commonly misspelled words. The mem- 
bers of the section showed the basic reasons for emphasizing spelling, and 
gave a demonstration of spelling teaching. 

On November 10th, Miss Steele, principal of the Campus Elemen- 
tary School, spoke on "Some Phases of Literature." The theme of this 
charming presentation was that literature should be taught as an artist 
paints a picture, so that pure enjoyment will be the result. 

On November 11th, Armistice Day was celebrated. The program 
began with the singing of "America" and "Wake All Ye Nations." These 
songs combine the themes of national patriotism and international amity. 
Following this, Miss Tall spoke of the significance of Armistice Day, 
reminding the students that, when the silent two minutes should be 
observed, they call to mind the World War and its results. 

As the student body stood at attention, saluting the flag, the eleven 
o'clock bell sounded and everyone stood at attention for the period of 
silent recollection. The profound hush was finally broken as Miss Tall 
introduced Miss Emma Gunther of Teachers College, who spoke from a 
wide acquaintance with international aflFairs. 

Miss Gunther took as her especial theme the Great Movement for 
Disarmament, and the 1932 Geneva Conference on that subject. She 
described the meetings, the personalities that stood out, the presentation 
of petitions signed by millions of people from all over the world, and 
finally, the spirit with which the convention closed. She emphasized the 
need voiced by President Mary Wooley of Holyoke that what the world 
most needs is "Mind Disarmament," and for this she made her appeal. 

On November 14th, Dr. Naomi Riches of Goucher gave us some 
of the "highlights" in the development of new political parties. 

On November 15 th, we were delightfully entertained by Mr. Ken- 



ney, cashier of the Baltimore County Bank, of which our school bank 
is a branch. Mr. Kenney's varied program included a dramatic rendi- 
tion of Kipling's ballad, "Gunga Din," the "Toreador Song" from Car- 
men, and several simple ballads. 

Music assembUes are enlivened these days by performances of our 
own students. We hope Miss Weyforth will plan these surprises for us 


Two Minutes 

Let there be one shining ring of peace 

Around the world, O God. 

Let man work, be strong and glad in his good strength. 

Let music, art and learning be the forces of competition, 

Good sportsmanship prevail. 

Let children's laughter pierce the depths of space 

And shake the tottering God of War from his false throne. 

Let there be Ught from us that "they" might venture on. 
They whose lives are bits of dust whirled in a mad dance 
In a sudden shaft of sun. 

Let curving roads be full of beauty. 

Treading feet be loud with peace. 

Let mothers smile again when curly-headed lads 

Press little noses flat on window panes 

To watch the silent snow smother the barren ground. 

Let youth be free to face its own turmoil — 
To find itself — 

And in its clumsy, idealistic way, O God — 
Let youth be free to serve the world. 

Marguerite Simmons. 



^ Catijebral at j^oonbap 

The tall and graceful pillars, brownish gray, 

Of antique stone, weather-beaten yet unscarr'd, 

Before the lofty door as if on guard, 

Sustained their burden in the noblest way. 

The spire against the sky of bright midday 

Soar'd high toward heaven, as earth's lust to discard. 

A view of sublime boldness, all unmarr'd, 

Held by its strength all worldliness at bay. 

I entered in, moved reverently. All here 

Was much imbued with holy, sacred awe. 

The very light through darkened windows crept 

Softly. The organ's peal was low and clear. 

The holiness of all I felt and saw 

So gripped my sinful heart, I knelt and wept. 

Sophia Leutner, Jr. 2. 



Seen and Heard 

F WE WERE to revert to using the titles of fiction, we might truth- 
fully label a certain significant event as — "The Return of the 

Upon our return to School the world about us appeared to be in a 
rather turbulent state. Consequently, our impressions were not in any 
way sustained, they came in snatches. We are not yet aware whether 
or not the impression was of a humorous nature or otherwise. But, 
after hearing so much of the so-called self-sacrifice of the Gentlemen of 
the Press, ye editor offers: 

We wonder (we believe that is to be a conventional beginning) 
whether ye editor's humor (???) has in any way been blunted by the 
ordeal (student teaching to you). Well, here goes (again and finally): 

Salient features attract attention: Have you noticed . * . . two out- 
standing members of the Freshman Class .... naturally we mean girls 
.... both of these brilliant satelHtes were seen rooting for the basket- 
ball team .... perhaps these two were more interested in a certain 
male, but we can't see where that is any of our business .... it has 
come to our attention that certain names are quite often connected very 
unconsciously .... of course there is a basis for this connection .... 
merely station yourself at the door near the main entrance and watch 
the couples drift in .... we hear that a certain young lady has a rival 
for the man (???) in question .... we never could see the young gen- 
tleman anyhow, but, as we have said before, that, again, is none of our 

The well-known miracle has happened .... we know of at least 
one person who is extremely pleased over this happening .... inquisi- 
tive? .... a girl has been elected president of the Freshman Class 
.... which means a girl has been elected President of the Class of 
1935 ... . never fear .... only a temporary office .... but then 



considering .... maybe she can make a better job of it than some of 
the previous presidents who have been of the Stronger Sex .... 

At last, our world about us subsides into a state of comparative 
calm .... the Mummers League will have a great deal of work to do 
in order to convince us that it is hving up to the standards set by preced- 
ing classes. "We refer to "Poor Maddalena," "The Trysting Place," "The 
Valiant," and other productions by this body. At tryouts recently we 
witnessed the casting of "Broken Candlesticks." Despite the plea of 
Ben Kremen that he was trying out for the part of the candlesticks he 
was forced to read the part of the convict. After the first reading we 
were able to acknowledge freely that Mr. Kremen was talented. 

We are particularly indebted to a certain young lady in the Junior 
Class and also to two other young ladies in the Freshman Class for the 
very valuable assistance offered to a rather lost person in the way of 

Imagine our embarrassment .... we made a date four weeks in 
advance .... thinking that the affair was but one week off .... we 
hope the young lady in question did not get an overrated idea of her 

"You can believe it or not, but before I came to this school, I 
never heard of him in my Hfe." 

Imagine our surprise .... we returned and received our second 
issue of The Tower Light .... in reviewing the sports we found that 
the Normal soccer team had turned in a winning number of games. 

"We beheve that the male constituent of the Freshman Class im- 
presses us as being the least inspiring of any group we have ever seen, 
excluding our own group. 

"We nominate as the Normal School "Trysting Place" the main 
entrance to the building. 

(And again we eavesdrop.) "I took home a Science book and 
found it full of Psychology." 

An inquiry has come to our attention: "Who is the boy taking the 
post-graduate course? 

As a result of a season of men's sports a few casualties. One girl's 
soccer team netted a broken nose. 

"We wonder what business could possibly bring the president of the 
Class of '32 out to the dormitories every Saturday night. 



Glee Club 

UPPER-CLASSMEN always look forward to Freshman Mother's Week- 
End to discover what musicians the Freshmen have within their 
group. Those who had the opportunity to be present at the 
Saturday afternoon and evening concerts were delighted with and proud 
of the splendid programs the Freshman Glee Club members presented. 
They sang solos, quartets, choruses; they sang modern songs as well as 
folk songs from a variety of sources. Compositions from old masters 
were played. We strongly suspect that the exposure to a Music Orien- 
tation Course provided some of the types represented. 

In order that Upper-Classmen and Freshmen may have a permanent 
record of the program, we include it: 


Saturday Afternoon 

Homing Del Riego 

Emily Ross, Miriam Harper, Eugene Rush, William Podlich 

My Lovely CeUa Old English 

Emily Ross 

Saturday Evening 

Czecho-Slovakian Dance Song — Czecho-Slovakian Folk Tune 

Glee Club 

Joshua Fit de Battle of Jericho Negro Spiritual 

Glee Club and All Students 

That's Why Darkies Were Born Brown and Henderson 

William Ranf t and Glee Club 

You Are Old, Father WilUam American Minstrel Tune 

From "Alice in Wonderland" 
Bernice Shapos, Theodore Woronka, Julian Turk 

Sweetheart, Be My Sweetheart 

Vocal Solo— Miriam Harper 

Scherzo in E Flat Mendelssohn 

Piano Solo — ^Earl Palmer 



Roll Along, Cowboy Russell 

Eugene Rush, Theodore Woronka, Edward MacCubbin, 
Irvin Samuelson 

Quartet from "Rigoletto" fiano Transcription 

Edward MacCubbin 

Snitzelbank German Tune 

Isadore Cohen, Herbert Matz, Theodore Woronka, Edward 
MacCubbin, Irvin Samuelson, Julian Turk 

When You're Away, Dear Herbert 

Bernice Shapos and Glee Club 

To make the program more effective and enjoyable costumes and 
dramatizations accompanied "Roll Along, Cowboy," "You Are Old, 
Father William," and the ever-popular "Snitzelbank," sung in German. 
The mothers, for whom the program was planned, were quite enthusiastic. 

Margaret Ashley, Vice-President. 


Freshman Mother's Week-End 

A NOTHER Freshman Mother's Week-End has gone down in Normal's 

A\ history as a success. On Friday, November 4th, one by one, 

■*■ J^ the mothers registered, until by dinner time we had a host of 

guests. After dinner everyone participated in an informal sing-song, 

which broke the ice in forming our new friendships. 

On Saturday morning, while our mothers were taken on a sight- 
seeing trip to Loch Raven and Baltimore, we daughters were given a 
chance to study. Then Saturday afternoon the faculty conferred with 
our mothers about us. These individual conversations were followed by 
a discussion under Dr. Tail's able leadership. 

Saturday evening the day students were our guests, too. We dined 
by candlehght and Hstened to the orchestra led by Miss Prickett. As a 
climax for the day a varied and unusual program was presented — a 
resume of which will be found following this article. 

Sunday the mothers visited the Towson churches and then they 
were joined by the fathers for dinner. 

Late Sunday afternoon fond daughters bade farewell to their parents, 
and, though the rain was pouring in torrents, no spirits were dampened, 
for we all understood each other just a little better for the week-end's 

Eleanor Loos, Freshman VI. 



Instrumental Music 

THE Orchestra played during the dinner for Freshman Mothers 
on Saturday evening, November 5th. The program included: 

Minuet Karestchenko 

Wedding of the ^K'inds Hall 

Romance Bamsky-Korsakow 

Persian March /. Strauss 

I Would That My Love — ^Violin Trio Mendelssohn 

Frank Zeichner, Morris Hoffman, Malcolm Davies 

"March" — Carmen Bizet 

Black Eyes Horlick and Stone 

The violin trio included in the program was a repetition from the 
afternoon program in Richmond Hall social room. 

Dorothy Smith of Freshman III has been chosen to play the double 
bass. Herman Bainder, also of Freshman III, has been selected for the 
second cello. Barbara Bartlett of Freshman I is learniag to play the E 
Flat mellophone. 


IT IS Monday morning. The corridors of Maryland State Normal 
School are crowded with students, hurrying hither and thither. But 
above the din of this usual Monday morning bustle and noise, there 
may be heard a different tonation; a more excited and enthusiastic one. 
Giggles and hearty laughs vibrate the atmosphere; tongues, wagging up 
and down, seem to be competing for supremacy; and expressive ges- 
tures, used when words fail to convey sufficient force, all attract one's 
attention. No one need ask the reason — ^it's very obvious. The Seniors 
have jSnished their period of Student Teaching and are back to 
"Normal." They stand in groups, waiting anxiously for the bell to ring, 
and their conversation runs something like this: "Gee, I hated to leave 
those kids!" "I wonder what I'll get." "The last thing the children 
said was . . . ." "Well, no writing on the board today, thank good- 
ness." "No more lesson plans! Hooray!" 



In spite of these various remarks, however, one can easily discern 
a decided restlessness in each newcomer as the day progresses. Everyone 
watches the time and every now and then a gentle sigh issues from 
someone's mouth with the accompanying remark, "My children are hav- 
ing Arithmetic now and Spelling comes next." And so, far, far into 
the day. 

No matter how hard they try, don't let the Seniors pull the wool 
over your eyes. In spite of hard work, lesson plans, writing on the 
boards, etc., there is no one who wouldn't rather be out teaching now. 
But of course they won't admit it! However, let's wait around until 
the end of the next nine weeks and watch history repeat itself! 

Margaret Spehnkouch, Senior. 

Junior III Tea Dance 

ON November 2nd, Junior III held a tea dance in the auditorium 
to which the Junior class and faculty were invited. The orches- 
tra was made up of Miss Shipe, Messrs. Miller, Ilgenfritz and 
Baer, and furnished excellent dance music. Misses Hilda "Weiner and 
Grace Lowe were responsible for the very delicious punch which was 
served. Mr. Seidman, section chairman, was in general charge. 

Diversion was furnished by the male chorus (?) which harmonized 
(?) a few numbers. 

I regret to say that in view of the fact that there was no admission 
charged, the attendance was rather poor. However, I can say that those 
present had a very enjoyable afternoon. 

J. Leonard Hirschhorn, Junior III. 


Election Night 

Election night, the "dorm" corridors were lively with "Rooseveltian" 
and "Hooverian" disputes. Towel racks and trash baskets, and any 
detachable furniture, were dressed as donkeys and elephants. Richmond 
Hall social room echoes still with the impromptu stump speeches of that 
Tuesday night. Dems. and Reps, joined the line for "eats" after a 
throat-splitting evening. 



Men's Meeting 

THE REGULAR meeting of the men students was held on Wednesday, 
November 9th, at 7:30, at Miss Tail's home. After the usual 
business was dispatched, Miss Tall introduced the speaker of the 
evening. Reverend Barnett, of Towson. 

Reverend Barnett gave us an inspiring talk on ideals with relation to 
success. He said that success was not tangible, and that it could not be 
measured in terms of doing, but that anyone who kept an ideal before 
him and tried to achieve it was successful. After his talk, there was an 
open discussion. 

The men then filed into the kitchen, where refreshments were served. 
After refreshments, there was an informal entertainment in the living 
room, managed by Mr. Schwanabeck. Those participating were Messrs. 
Seidman, Kulacki, Miller and Missel. 

The meeting was one of the most delightful and thought -provoking 
we've had. 

J. Leonard Hirschhorn, Junior III. 


Athletic Birthday Party 

( October-November) 

Guests at the party in the barracks were divided into teams — ^Koo- 
doos and Racoos. The Hoodoos did some hoodooing in the competitive 
games, for their team was the winning one. Special numbers were tight- 
rope walking (a staff and faculty stunt), a modern version of Romeo 
and Juliet, and the cheer leading staff members. 

Thanksgiving Dance 

Soft dance music — there is such — and the quiet swish of dancers; 
the holiday spirit — light hearts dancing above light feet. 

This on the night of November 19th at M.S.N.S. 

Natalie Ritter, Junior VI. 




THE Sixth Grade is in charge of the safety work of the Campus 
Elementary School. During the past month a special effort was 
made to study the problem more intensively. Investigation com- 
mittees were appointed to study the dangers in halls, in classrooms, in 
the parking space, around the new building, and at doors used by chil- 
dren entering and leaving the school. After a week of study the com- 
mittees brought back to the class the results of their observations. The 
class then discussed ways of improving the safety situation based upon 
the needs that seemed obvious after hearing the reports. It seemed evi- 
dent, at once, that the interest and co-operation of the entire school 
were essential. An assembly was planned to acquaint others with what 
had been accompHshed and to invite helpful suggestions. 

In preparing for the assembly, the sixth grade again worked in 
small groups under a class chairman. A large map of the Campus was 
made and used in presenting traffic and playground problems. Frequently 
sixth grade children illustrated the dangers seen in classroom, cafeteria, 
and halls by informal action and the other grades suggested remedies. 
The assembly closed with the request that the sixth grade present their 
safety plans to the Student Council for adoption by the school. At 
present the class is busy revising the wording of their suggestions so 
that they will be simple, clear, and as few in number as possible. 

Further safety work will be concerned not only with carrying 
through the suggestions submitted until safety practices become habitual 
around school, but with an extension of safety study to the children's 
homes and the playgrounds near them. 

Have you any odd jobs? Just call the kindergarten, and see how 
quickly they will be done, for we are busy finding work to do, in order 
to earn money for our milk fund. The first week we earned %.97; last 
week $1.00. We have cleaned the garage for Daddy, raked leaves, picked 
up scraps of paper in the yard, dried dishes, taken care of baby for 
Mother, or anything else we could find to do, because we think it is 
better to earn our money than to ask Mother or Daddy to give it to us. 
"We know just how important our milk fund is, for we have talked 
about milk, and learned why children need it, and we want every little 
boy and girl to have it. 


Faculty Jsiotes 

MISS Keys is ad libbing for Miss Dowell. 
Miss Keys and several others attended the Depression Ban- 
quet and mass-meeting at the Armory to hear Dr. Baker. 

What price transportation in Mr. Minnegan's car from Montebello 
to Normal? 

At the State Teachers' Association, Mr. Harold Moser, of our Campus 
Faculty, was seen with a "good-looking" feminine companion. Student 
inquiries led to the fact being brought out that the lady was his wife. 

Due to the depression, few of the faculty are planning to "do 
things" over Thanksgiving, Miss Tall is spending her holiday in North 

Miss Crabtree addressed the gathering at Vesper Services, Novem- 
ber 20th. 

The treasures found by the members of the faculty during the 
summer vacation were exhibited in the showcase recently. The collec- 
tion contained: interesting old photographs acquired by Miss Keys, Cape 
May diamonds brought from Canada by Miss Brown, a star-fish, a sand 
dollar found in Florida by Miss Crabtree, a log cut by beavers brought 
from "Wisconsin by Miss Daniels, and some unique books collected by 
Miss Neunsinger. 

Mrs. Brouwer spoke to the art teachers of the Private Schools of 
Baltimore on "Art in the Elementary School at the Normal School" 
on October 25 th. 

The members of the English faculty gave reviews of their courses 
at a meeting of the city superintendents, supervisors, and critic teachers 
on November 11th, at the Normal School. 

Miss Neunsinger is entering three of her oil paintings in the Con- 
temporary American Oils Exhibit at the Corcoran Art Gallery in "Wash- 
ington, D.C. 

Miss MedwedeflF entertained Miss Tall and a number of the mem- 
bers of the faculty at a very pleasant luncheon on a recent Saturday. 

Miss Arthur addressed the last meeting of the Te-Pa-Chi Club of 
the Campus School. Her subject was an interesting one, the adjust- 
ment of the Intermediate Grade child to the curriculum. 



Miss Dowell motored down to Prince Frederick November 8 th in 
order to vote. 

Miss Medwedeflf spoke on "First and Last Impressions" at the Ves- 
per Services on Sunday, October 30th. 

Mrs. Nelson dishkes above all things to have the door of her elec- 
tric refrigerator open. "We hear that she called herself "Miss Kellicott." 

Miss Bader entertained a few members of the faculty at Sunday sup- 
per recently. The setting, provided mainly by Orientals, moonUght, and 
firelight, was very artistic. 

Miss Tansil had as week-end guest, at the end of October, Miss 
Cynthia Frierson, assistant registrar of North Carolina State College at 

Freshman Mother's Week-End was much enjoyed by all members 
of the faculty who were able to be present. 

The number of faculty members holding season tickets at the New 
York Philharmonic Orchestra this year appears to be smaller than usual. 
Among those noticed at the first concert, which was conducted by 
Toscanini, were Miss Osborne, Miss Prickett, Miss Van Bibber, Miss Dan- 
iels, Miss Blood, Miss Bader. 

Several faculty members were guests recently at a reception held 
in the city for the poet, Alfred Noyes. It must have been a pleasure 
to touch the hand that penned "Come Down to Kew, in Lilac Time, in 
Lilac Time, in Lilac Time." 

Campus Milk Fund 

The Campus Elementary School children have estabHshed a milk 
fund to provide milk for needy children. In the cafeteria you will see 
a milk bottle, labeled "Milk Fund," and into it go, each day, any spare 
pennies the children have left over from lunch. The plan is carried on 
under the auspices of the Student Council, through a special committee 
composed of three sixth grade children. This committee takes charge of 
all the money collected, counting it, depositing it in the school bank, and 
writing checks when milk bills are received. 


sport Slants 

By Ruth E. Oheim, Junior V 

MEN STUDENTS, attention! Heretofore swimming privileges were 
permitted only to the girls. Now's your chance. There is a 
possibility of swimming electives for the men! All those inter- 
ested see Bob Norris. 

How do you all feel about the freshman -junior-senior soccer game? 
Seems as if those freshmen have to be watched. If you want the fresh- 
men's opinion, just mention the game to any freshman man student! 

This should prove an incentive for hard work. Have you men 
seen the medal awarded for high points? It's well worth working for — 
good-looking, too. This award is bronze, and it is a copy of the orig- 
inal prize awarded for the Stewart Cup Trophy! Tom Johnson and 
George Missel are going to be the proud displayers very soon. And by 
the way — did you know that at some later date there are going to be 
just as valuable rewards for best sportsmanship and for the most valu- 
able back? See Coach Minnegan for full details! 

Well, the duel came off (?). I'll not give a "play by play" descrip- 
tion, but anyone who is interested in the results will please consult 
Haggerty or McGonagle for complete details! 

Soccer has taken its toll. Among the casualties were little Anne 
Nusinov, injured in a class game, and Jim Conroy, in the Franklin High 
School game. We're glad to see you both back. 

Basketball is coming into its own! There's a fine schedule, includ- 
ing American University, CathoUc University, and Gallaudet. Why not 
give us a surprise by all coming to the games? 

We hear that due to the outcome of the freshman-junior-senior 
soccer game, our eminent senior, Joe Haggerty, was so aroused to ire 
that he rashly challenged the "McGonagle" to another duel! This time 
the battle was fast and furious, but this time "Tiger" Joe emerged 



Corner Kicks 

By George Missel 

WHAT A season! Eleven victories in thirteen games. (Sad part) 
Towson High was one of the two teams to defeat Normal, the 
other being Western Maryland — when they played at Normal. 
But did you hear what happened at "Western Maryland? Normal School 
won by a score of 2-0. Strange as it may seem, the Western Maryland 
team was beaten in the same manner that they defeated Normal. At 
Normal, Western Maryland registered two penalties — but a field goal was 
scored by Normal — at Western Maryland, Normal registered two penal- 
ties and Western Maryland registered an enlarged 0. 

Benbow and Rankin have been a great help to the team, especially 
in the last few games. These hooters had never played soccer until 
this year and it is plain to see that, with the help of Coach Minnegan, 
they have made a great deal of progress. I can't seem to forget that 
Western Maryland game. That was Joe Haggerty's last game for Nor- 
mal and did he play a whale of a game! In fact Joe was one of the 
main cogs in all of the games. He always gave his best for the sake 
of the team. Well, so long, Joe, and good luck — contrary to that song 
we all know, we will "Talk About You When You're Gone." 

It might be of interest to some of you to know that Normal has 
had only five penalties called against her while seven shut-outs have been 
rung up in her favor. No team has been able to hold the "White and 
Gold" boys scoreless. In showing how Normal outscored her foes she 
scored 46 goals against 10 for the opponents for the entire season. 


Double Hockey Triumph for Freshmen 

ON Friday, November 11th, the Junior A and B teams played the 
Freshman teams in hockey — the former being overpowered by 
the under-classmen in a score of 2 to which served for both 
the A and B team games. The games were good contests, hard fought 
by all teams, but ending lopsided for the Juniors, due to the superior 
ability of the Freshmen. 

Both games were played in 15 -minute halves, the B teams playing 
first. Due to the promptness of starting the Juniors entered the field 
minus five players; both fullbacks, right halfback, right inside and right 
wing. The Freshmen took advantage of this, making a goal almost 



immediately after the start of the game. Three more players entered 
the field for the Juniors — leaving the vacancies of right wing and right 
halfback. But six players or nine players, — the Frosh knew their game 
and they used good passwork and made another goal. At the end of 
the first half the score was 2 to 0. The goals were made by Osbourne 
and Leonard. During the second half, the Juniors managed to enlist 
another player and forged ahead with just the absence of the right half- 
back. The play was more evenly matched during this half, for, despite 
the better formation and passwork of the Freshmen, they were unable 
to get a goal. The game soon drew to a close with the final score the 
same as that of the first half. 

The "A" teams took their positions on the field. Once more the 
Freshmen showed they meant business for they rapidly advanced down 
the field endangering the Junior goal area. Four attempts for goals 
were made by the Freshmen, only to be stopped by the fine playing of 
E. Gibson, Junior goalkeeper. Clabaugh managed to sink the shot that 
favored the Freshmen with a score of 1 to at the end of the half. 
During the entire first half the Frosh had been the attacking team. As 
the second half started the Juniors showed their fighting spirit, trying 
to make a goal, only to meet another good part of the Freshman team, 
the defense. The Freshmen took the ball away from the Juniors, 
advanced down the field, and by some smart passing allowed Schwartz 
to make a goal. This goal fixed the closing score, which also was 2 to 0. 
During the entire game the Freshmen were fast and showed good team- 
work. Particularly outstanding was the playing of Fairfax Brooks, who 
ably held her position at center half and managed to back her teammates 
so they didn't let anything be put over on them. 

Congratulations, Freshmen, you have shown the Juniors you can 
play — and perhaps this turn of the score has helped by presenting a 
greater challenge for us when we meet you in other interclass games. 

Selma Tyser, Junior XI. 


The Freshman -Junior Soccer Game 

WELL, THE "Freshmen" did it again. This time they beat the 
Junior-Senior team in a soccer game by the score of 3-2. It 
was a nip and tuck battle all the way and each team showed a 
fine brand of soccer. 

The Juniors scored first when George Missel shot a penalty. It 
was a hard, clean shot that Wheeler had little chance of stopping. 



The Frosh tallied next on what I shall call a "fluke" goal. Cole 
kicked from the center of the field; Haggerty missed the ball in an 
attempt to kick it; and as the ball was rolhng towards the goal, Dugan 
came out to stop it; it bounded away from him and rolled into the goal. 

Cole scored again for the Frosh by means of a penalty kick. 

The score was again tied when Smith pushed one through the goal 
during some fast action in Freshman territory. 

"With but a minute to go the Frosh advanced the ball deep into 
Junior territory. A tear shot for the goal, but Dugan stopped it, and 
as he attempted to clear the ball, it was knocked from his hands and 
was kicked through the goal by George Rankin. This gave the "Fresh- 
men" their slim margin of victory. 

Herbert Matz, Freshman III. 

Fencing Team Developing 

IN RESPONSE to the Call for candidates for the fencing team, a very 
satisfactory group of prospective fencers reported. The material 
on hand has shown much promise, forecasting very keen competi- 
tion in tryouts for the team. Already matches have been arranged with 
Baltimore University, City College, Y.M.C.A. and Y.M.H.A. The fol- 
lowing have reported for practices: Jacob Epstein, Herman Bainder, 
Charles Edel, Edward Turner, Harvey Nichols, and Theodore Woronka. 
An opportunity to join the squad is still available, and additional mem- 
bers are welcome. For information see Woronka or Epstein of Fresh- 
man III. 

WoRONKA, Freshman III. 


Alumni Tsiews 

Cecil County Unit Meets 

THE Cecil County Unit of the Alumni Association held its annual 
meeting at "The Hermitage," the Bratton home, in Elkton, on 
Saturday afternoon, October 29th. 

After a short business session, there was a general discussion of the 
share Cecil County has had in the establishment and maintenance of the 
Maryland State Normal School. Maryland's two governors from Cecil 
County have each been active in the life of the institution: the building 
at Lafayette and Carrollton Avenues was erected during the administra- 
tion of Governor James B. Groome, whose name is carved at the main 
entrance, and Governor Austin L. Crothers was actively concerned in 
the plans for the Towson group of buildings. 

Miss Mary Hudson Scarborough told us of the happenings at the 
school since our last meeting. She mentioned especially the deaths of 
Miss Bicker and of Congressman J. Charles Linthicum; both devoted 
friends of the faculty and members of the State Alumni Association. 

A proposal that the local unit contribute toward a memorial for 
Mr. Linthicum, should one be suggested, was discussed by the members. 

The death during the year of a member of the Cecil Unit, Mrs. 
Ruth Reed Haddock, was greatly deplored. 

Former president of the State Alumni Association, Harry L. Caples, 
expressed his pleasure in attending the Cecil meetings and urged that the 
Alumni of the school keep in closer touch with their Alma Mater. 

President Purdum told of his gratification at being asked to the 
unit meeting and the pleasure of becoming acquainted with the local 

A resolution was adopted that the Cecil Unit purchase two sub- 
scriptions to The Tower Light, the copies to be passed among the 
active members. 

A friend, Miss Elizabeth Biddle, of Elkton, added much to the pro- 



gram by a number of beautiful songs. Refreshments were served and a 
social hour followed. 

The meeting adjourned till the last Saturday of October, 1933. 


President, Mary H. Field, Elkton 

Vice-President, Ethel Taylor, Aiken 

Secretary and Treasurer, Katherine M. Bratton, Elkton 


Cruising Through Muskoka 

The everchanging beauty of water, sky, and tiny islands. Each 
minute unfolds a new and more enchanting vista than before. 
With sea gulls screaming overhead we steamed slowly along, wind- 
ing in and out among the many islands of the far-famed Muskoka Lakes. 
This island on the right raises its bare rocky head steeply from the dark 
brown waters. That wooded island on the other side has some lucky 
Canadian's summer home tucked away amidst its trees. Here an Amer- 
ican flag flies over the lovely summer home of a fellow-countryman or 
over a large hotel where all American guests are welcome. Now we are 
winding in between two islands so close to the shore that one might pull 
branches from the overhanging trees. Here another novel sight greets 
our eyes. Painted in large white letters on a huge stone is the legend, 
"The Wages of Sin is Death." Not once but many times we noticed 
similar warnings from the Scripture painted on the great bare rocks. 
Many of the island homes have their names and owners' names painted 
on the rocks along the shore. Never were we alone on the water during 
the whole one-hundred-mile cruise, for the watercraft of the summer 
people kept skimming by. The lakes are the highways, and travel is 
by boat almost entirely. In many cases the boathouses are more beau- 
tiful and palatial than the homes. It is easy to close one's eyes, and 
people these wooded shores and hidden bays with the nearly forgotten 
Indian and his birch canoe. It is pleasant though to think they still 
hold sway through the glory of the name Muskoka. Our little steamer 
ploughs its way slowly towards the pier as the sun is gently sinking 
below the trees and water. I stand by the after-rail with only the gulls 
for company and gaze back over the water and revel in the beauty which 
may never be my lot to see again but which I shall never cease to enjoy. 
Truly Muskoka is God's great masterpiece. 

Frances Hall, '31. 



News From a Loyal Alumnae of 1909 

3728 85th Street, 
Jackson Heights, N.Y. 
My dear Miss Troyer: 

Thank you for your courtesy in satisfying my curiosity about Miss 
Orcutt's connection with Normal. It was because in her eulogy of Miss 
Cornell in The Tower Light last winter she expressed so perfectly what 
I feel on the same subject that I felt we had a common bond between 
us; and because I loved Normal and had such a good time the four 
years I was there, I was interested to know what association she had 
with my old "Alma Mamma," as the Kingfish would say. 

Yes (to answer your query), I was a member of the Class of '09, 
and its president for the last three years we were in school. Those were 
the happiest four years of my Hfe, — that is, I'd better say they were 
the "jolliest," — for my late years have been the happiest, — though in a 
very quiet, haven-of-rest sort of way. So many of the faculty of that 
time have gone, it is rather sad to visit the present school, — although 
our class had a lot of fun at our reunion in 1929. Miss Scarborough is 
the only one there to remind us of our days. 

An article for The Tower Light? "Well, let me see if I can think 
of any of my interests which could prove of interest to your readers! 
I have only two consuming passions and hobbies and I fear they would 
prove of little interest to your subscribers. One is my adored small 
daughter, Eutha the 3rd, who has not yet passed her seventh birthday. 
My second hobby is the theatre. Three generations of a branch of my 
family have been on the stage. Through a cousin and two other close 
friends who are actresses, I have met many players, and of course that 
adds to the enjoyment of every play I see. I have been fortunate 
enough to average two plays a week in the fourteen years I've lived in 
New York, so you may get an idea of the many stage people I have met. 
Many of them have become famous in late years — ^Katherine Cornell, 
Helen Hayes, Elsie Janis, Helen Gahagan, Jean Dixon, Mary Boland, 
Winifrid Lenihan, Sylvia Field, Miriam Hopkins, Genevieve Tobin, Syd- 
ney Shields, Madge Kennedy, Linda Watkins, and Una Merkel. Many 
of these were unknowns in small parts when I met them, and as I had 
much time on my hands in those early days up here, I would write 
each of them a little note of encouragement (imagine) when I saw them 
open in new plays. The result is, I have many notes now, bearing names, 
which, with the present mania for autographs, might some day prove a 
valuable collection. But of course the real value of them to me is my 



interest in and knowledge of the very human and attractive personalities. 
Miss Orcutt's article about Miss Cornell has gone into my scrap album. 
Her collection and Miss Hayes', whom I knew much more intimately 
than I did Miss C, are by far the largest of the lot. 

Oh, yes, there is one more institution I've been able to enjoy up 
here in which I've been quite wrapped up at times, and that is the 
League for Political Education which sponsors lectures on every subject, 
but mainly Current Events and International Relations which are of 
chief interest to me. The very best lecturers of many lands are brought 
to their platform in Town Hall. Season tickets bring the price down 
to only a few cents a lecture although the initial price is fairly large 
because the lectures are so numerous, — six a week for six months. 

The idea of a memorial to be built by the Alumni strikes me as 
fine; and just as soon as the outlook in our personal little corner of 
the depression (statistical and economic research work) is a Uttle more 
certain, my contribution can be depended upon. 

With very best wishes for the school, its publication and to the 
workers in both, I remain 

Most cordially, 

EuTHA Downs Richter. 
October 31,1932. 


Tribute to Mary Downs 

FRIENDS throughout the State of Maryland are mourning the loss of 
Miss Mary Downs, former Supervising Teacher of Anne Arundel 
County. Her friendly spirit, her enthusiastic interest, and her 
generous thoughtfuhaess made all who knew her love her. 

She was graduated from the State Normal School at Towson in 
1925, and that same year began her teaching career in Anne Arundel 
County at the Linthicum Heights School. Her teaching ability was so 
pronounced that she was asked to do practice teaching for the Normal 
School during her second year's experience. After several years at this, 
she became supervising teacher in the county. Her sudden death lim- 
ited her service in this capacity to two years. 



In all of her endeavors, her energy was untiring. While teaching 
and supervising, she never failed to continue studying at Johns Hopkins 
during the winter session, and every summer found her in Summer 
School. She never missed an opportunity to grow in the work. She 
had gained the fellowship and good will of all her teachers. She chal- 
lenged them to efficient service, and everywhere they echo now, "She 
never failed us." Music was her special interest, and her work in this 
subject always bespoke her cheerful disposition. 

My personal relations with her and her family have been very, very 
pleasant, and as a professional associate, she was most stimulating. For 
a long time, this true friend will be greatly missed. 

Ruth Parker Eason. 

Up in the Stratosphere 

PROFESSOR AuGiSTE PiccARD, world famous Swiss-Belgian physicist, 
meteorologist, and stratosphere conqueror, has done something no 
other living man can boast of and well deserves the plaudits of 
the whole world. He has twice penetrated the stratosphere, that frigid 
and mysterious region, ten miles above the earth where there is no 
weather, where the temperature is always about 70 degrees Fahrenheit 
below zero and where the air is so thin that no human being could 
live on the small amount of oxygen in the air. In the stratosphere the 
air is not only greatly rarified, but it is filled, in part, with lighter and 
strange gases. And Iselieve it or not, there is no rain or fog or clouds 
up there to obscure the sun or other heavenly bodies which shine 
brightly in a black sky. 

Last year in May, Professor Piccard surprised the world by making 
the first ascent into the stratosphere and returned safely, after some 
difficulties, to tell us what he saw and what his instruments recorded. 
But the Professor wasn't satisfied with his findings so he prepared another 
balloon and aluminum ball combination with improvements for the 
second atmosphere flight just successfully completed this past September. 

The aluminum ball was fastened to the large balloon by eight cables 
attached on the outside. The giant ball was painted white inside and 
out to reflect the sun's rays. On the first trip it was painted black 
and the scientists nearly roasted because the ball absorbed too much 
of Old Sol's heat. This time they feared they would freeze because of 
the intense cold. 



In the ball or gondola was a radio (the first radio to broadcast 
from the stratosphere) with which to keep in touch with Mother Earth 
and to send out an S.O.S. in case it proved necessary. An adequate 
food and water supply was taken along and, of course, oxygen bottles 
containing a supply sufficient to last 36 hours. However, the trip 
lasted only 12 hours. It took little more than 3 hours to ascend and 
practically the same to return. Five hours were spent in the stratosphere. 

The primary purpose of this second venture into the heavens was 
not for an altitude record, although Piccard established a new one. It 
was to recheck on his data on the origin of cosmic rays. His calcula- 
tions show that these rays increase as altitude is gained which is in 
keeping with the generally accepted theory of cosmic rays. 

With these two successful stratosphere visits to his credit, the dar- 
ing physicist is already contemplating a third ascent next summer despite 
his wife's insistence that there be no more stratosphering. At any rate 
it will not be long before others will go up that high and perhaps higher. 
It is even predicted that the next war will be fought up there in planes 
and rockets that travel like bullets. Because of the greatly rarified air 
10 miles up scientists are agreed this region offers great possibilities for 
really rapid transportation. 

So you will be hearing more about the stratosphere. "Who knows, 
perhaps some day you may travel through it at from 500 to 1,000 
miles an hour yourself. 

Adelaide Tober, Junior IV. 



ICowxe tl\e Judge 


CARDING AND shelving books may seem, to the uninitiated, a prosaic 
task yet when one considers the possibiHties — ^it becomes filled 
with romance. One begins to wonder and philosophize when he 
finds pages of carefully written notes — the results of midnight oil and 
toil carefully tucked away between the pages of a Kilpatrick or John 
Dewey. Why, whence, what mean these labors? 

Psycho-analysts tell us that our unconscious wishes control our 
actions. Possibly this fact explains the number of notices to meet 
faculty advisers and notices of appointments with the Registrar's Office 
lying apparently neglected in some weighty volume. 

One is a bit surprised to find combs, powder puffs and bobby pins 
in books he is about to shelve. Yet when looking about the library 
itself he finds sweaters, umbrellas, bloomers, coats, and shoes; he reaUzes 
how intimately our hbrary touches each Hfe. It has been suggested that 
the Hbrary staflF might costume in the articles of personal adornment 
left to their tender mercies and enact a playlet called, "What the Cat 
Brought In." 

Bobby pins and powder puffs naturally bring us to tender messages 
of love. "Words can't express it." "What did he say about me, if 
anything?" "He looks real nice, but he never looks this way." "Do 
you know what he told me last night?" These notes usually find their 
way to the waste basket, since the hbrarians believe they will never be 
needed for notebooks. 

We learn that two fundamental and unalterable instincts of life 
are love and consumption of food. Having briefly noted love we pro- 
ceed to food. The following items have been found: oranges, apple 
cores, Hershey bars, candy papers, and one silver butter knife!! We 
would hardly suggest that the Hbrarians try such a diet for any length 
of time! The nearest thing to a balanced diet found in a book is 
reported by one of the librarians who solemnly testifies that she found 
in a branch Hbrary in New York, a crust of bread and a chicken bone. 



From Student Teachers 

Miss M., pointing to the board on which was written an assortment 
of fractions: Is this a proper or improper fraction? 

ObUging pupil: I don't know but I'll go ask Miss Dougherty for 
you if you want me to. 

Miss C: What kind of meat do we get from the cow? 
First Grader: Mince meat. 

Ruth, age seven, was chairman of the decorating committee. In 
telling the class the plans of her committee she said, ""We must move all 
the junk out, and the tables and the chairs. And (glancing around at 
the filing case) — oh, yes, we must move out the nail file!" 

The puppet show had been announced in Miss Giles' room, but one 
first grader wanting to be sure he had the information straight came 
up and asked, "What kind of a 'dog show' did you say we were going 
to have?" 

Bobby, age three, was sitting by the fire stroking his cat. Sud- 
denly he seized her by the tail and dragged her away from the fire. 
When his mother remonstrated he explained, "Well, Mother, I didn't 
want her to burn up — she was already boiHng!" 

* * :;- ::- 

"Well, Bobby, what do you think of your new teacher?" 

"Oh, he's all right, only first he says that two and two make four 

and then he changes his mind and tells us that three and one make 

four." — Selected. 

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One reason why romance lasted longer in the old days was because 

a bride looked much the same after washing her face. — Portland Evening 


^ ^ ^ ^ 

Ably summing up the situation in a few words, a Negro store pro- 
prietor in Kansas has nailed up the following sign: Kwitting the Credick 
Business Til I Gets my Outs In. — Boston Herald. 



Mrs. C. L. writes: I was hearing my little boy, aged eight, go 
over his Sunday school lesson, which consisted in part of memorizing 
the books of the Old Testament. He got along very well until he 
came to the books named for the prophets — "Daniel, Hosea, Joel, Amos" 
— there he stuck. Whereupon his little sister, aged five, who was stand- 
ing by, undertook to help him. "Andy," she put in. — Boston Transcript. 

A very thin fullback was annoyed by the attentions of a small 
dog during a Rugby match. 

At last, when play had moved to the other end, the back turned 
and shouted to the spectators: Whoever owns this dog might call him off. 

A voice responded: Come here, Spot. Them ain't bones, boy — 
them's legs. 

^ Sj- ^ ^ 

Little Marjorie came to tell her Sunday school teacher that she 
would have to give up her part in the Christmas exercises. 

"Oh, Marjorie!" lamented the teacher, "don't say that. Have you 
lost your Christmas spirit so soon, my dear?" 

"Not my Christmath spirit," she Usped. "It 'th my front teeth." 

A man went into a shop to buy a fountain pen. The young sales- 
woman gave him one to try, and he covered several sheets of paper 
with the words, "Tempus Fugit." 

The saleswoman offered him another pen. 

"Perhaps," she said, "you'd like one of these better, Mr. Fugit." 
— Reformed Church Messenger. 

"Evidently that young man you introduced me to today does not 
know who I am," said a wealthy man to his wife. 

"What makes you think so?" 

"If he appreciated the extent of my financial influence, he would 
laugh at my jokes instead of at my grammar!" 


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JANUARY, 1933 

The Towev Light 

IDatyland State Dotmal School 
at Towson 

T O W S O N , M D . 



Conquered or Conquering 3 

A Prayer 4 

Making Depression Diets More Attractive 5 

Lights 7 

A Visit to a Parent 8 

A Tour in Scotland 10 

The Proud Zumkus . 13 

One of Our Joys 15 

Quantity as Applied to The Tower Light 16 

Assemblies 18 

Cricket 19 

Editorials 2.0 

The Library at Fullerton 2.7. 

The Senior, His Nature and His Needs 2.3 

A Study of Transportation for Third 

Grade (Continued) 2.5 

The Modern Highwayman 2.7 

The First Day 2.9 

School News 30 

Sports 39 

An Adventure in Poetry 42. 

Advertisements 46 

The Tower Light 

Vol. VI JANUARY, 1933 No. 4 

Conquered or Conquering 

CHRISTMAS week was ushered in with snow — white and crisp; win- 
try blasts; bitter cold; and withal, transcending beauty. The 
spirit was caught on our campus. It expressed itself in the hum- 
ming of carols along the corridors; in singing groups, torch Hghted, as 
they walked the roads and hills; in fragrant aroma giving greens — cedar 
and pine — hung on the walls; the cheerful red of candles and holly ber- 
ries glinting through the branches. 

Beauty has in it an element of sadness. Through the mist of joyous 
emotions comes a pause as one contemplates the ending of one year, and 
the beginning of a new year. Each day, each month, each year, looms 
up as a milestone. 

"How shall we face the lap of Life's journey yet to be met?" 

"With courage?" 


"With eagerness?" 

"Oh, yes!" 

"With faithfulness?" 

"To ideals." 

"With ideals?" 

"Yes, but question the caliber of the ideals, and once sure, then live 
with them." 

"Shall we exercise the abiUty to come to grips with one's self?" 

"Beyond a doubt." 

"But can youth really come to grips with itself?" 

"Youth can so easily, if it will. And once it becomes a habit for 
Youth to do this, growing older will be a deHghtful process. It is so 


difficult for Age to understand what coming to grips with one's self. 
means if Youth has sidestepped issues." 

"Then one must be thoughtful?" 

"Yes, contemplation upon personal problems with resultant decisions 
and actions can become a habit. Such is power and personal growth!" 

"But must one always be serious?" 

"Oh, no, but one must question occasionally what happiness 
really is." 

Ask no more questions. Enough is it that we can think, feel, 
perform and go forward! A merry Christmastide lies behind, a blessed 

year before! 

LiDA Lee Tall. 


A Prayer 

If days to come hold struggles. 
Then let my heart be strong; 

If they be dark and gloomy 

Give my Hps a hopeful song. 

If days are fraught with dangers. 
Then let my soul not crave 

An ambush; let me meet them 
Trusting; let me be brave. 

If there be friends who need me, 
Then make me kind and true; 

To share with them their burden 
As loyal friends should do. 

If there be those around me 

Who'd lead me from the way, — 

Teach me to be more noble, 
To walk upright, I pray. 

Rachael L. Smith, '31. 


Making Depression Diets 
More Attractive 

IT is sad to know that thousands of good Americans are now reduced 
to the barest essentials of living and that most of them are baffled 
by the problem of making a little money do its possible best in 
supplying adequate food. There is a wealth of scientific material and 
an urgent need to get it reduced to its simplest form and into the 
hands of the general pubUc. All of the ordinary text books on cook- 
ing contain valuable information and should be used in the homes. A 
Hst of helps is included at the end of this article. 

Dr. H. C. Sherman, nutritionist, of Columbia University, N. Y. 
City, has issued a pamphlet "Emergency Nutrition" in which he says 
"The dietary should be built arovmd bread and milk .... supplemented 
by a Httle of some vegetable or fruit daily .... No deaths are ever 
caused by monotony if the diet provides the necessary nutrients." This 
is sound advice and should be followed unless other information is avail- 
able. It provides materials for growth and repair, for heat and the 
necessary vitamins and minerals to prevent the slow but sure break- 
down of nerve, bone and muscle tissues. However, although monotony 
itself causes no deaths it does lower morale appreciably and in that 
way adds to the sorrows of depression. 

None of us, perhaps, have ever been hungry enough to appreciate 
a daily regime of 1 ^4 glasses of milk and eight to sixteen sHces of 
bread served three times every day and only supplemented for example 
by one apple, one serving of kale or four cooked prunes! 

Suppose a family consisting of father, mother and three children, 
ranging in age from four to twelve years, were reduced to this dire 
necessity. Their daily consumption should approximate: 

5 quarts milk @ 10c $ .50 a choice of 5 oranges. . . $ .13 

9^ loaves day old bread @ .37 or 5 apples 05 

1 vegetable or fruit average .13 or 1 can tomatoes 10 

or 1 lb. prunes 10 

Total $1.00 or ^4 pk. kale 09 

or $7.00 per week or % pk. turnips 10 

or 6%c per person per meal or 2 lbs. onions 06 

seasonings 28 

Total $ .91 

Average 1 day 13 


This represents the bread-milk-one-fruit-or-vegetable safe diet but 
let us see what might be safely done with the same amount of money 
and a little study. No growing child should ever be deprived of his 
one quart of milk per day and especially in such strenuous times, but 
adults are well nourished on one pint provided other proteins are used. 
Cereals have much the same nutritive value pound for pound, hence 
others may be substituted for the bread. Here, then, are two safe 
means of variation. Taking out one quatt of milk daily and seven 
loaves of the bread we have: 

Cut out one quart of milk daily @ 10c save $ .70 per week 

Cut out seven loaves bread daily @ 4c each. . .save 1.96 per week 

Total $2.66 per week 

$2.66 to be thoughtfully invested. 

For the milk substitute: 

1 doz. eggs $ .30 

4 lbs. chuck 40 

For the seven loaves 
bread substitute: 

Yz lb. rolled oats 04 

J/2 lb. cream wheat. . .05 

2 lbs. corn meal 08 

1 lb. rice 07 

1 lb. macaroni 

2 lbs. flour ... 


Total . 


There still may be purchased: 

5 additional oranges $ .13 

5 additional apples 05 

1 additional can tomatoes .10 

1 lb. oleo 12 

1 lb. lard 09 

1 lb. bacon 25 

Yz lb. cocoa 10 

3 lbs. sugar 12 

1 pk. potatoes 17 

1 bunch carrots .07 

3 lbs. cabbage 12 

Yz lb. cheese .10 

1 lb. ground beef 14 

Total . 




Prices vary but this represents the approximate results at $1.00 per 
day for five persons. Certainly the limitations are removed and greater 
possibility of combinations provided. 

Of the many helps available the following are most useful. 

1. "Feeding the Family" by Rose, MacMillan Co. 1918. Found in 
libraries where home economics is taught. Valuable for require- 
ments of individuals. 

2. "Adequate Diets for Families with Limited Incomes" by Streib- 
ling & Birdseye. Cost 5 c. U. S. Dept. Agriculture, Govt. 
Printing Office, Washington, D. C. 


3. "The Family's Food at Low Cost" (pamphlet). Same authors 
as above. Free. OflSce of Information, Dept. Agriculture, 
Washington, D. C. 

4. "Emergency Food ReHef and Child Health" by EHot, Hanna & 
Streibling. Free. Children's Bureau, U. S. Dept. Labor, "Wash- 
ington, D. C. 

5. "Getting Most for Your Food Money," Bureau of Home Eco- 
nomics. Free. Dept. Agriculture, Washington, D. C. 



As we approached the metropoHs, the ruddy glare of its Hghts illu- 
AA minated the whole sky. Though it was night, it seemed that 
-*■ ^ the whole world was aflame. The glare prevented even the Httle 
stars in the heavens from twinkling. We drove on through winding, 
narrow streets. Always in front of us was that steady glow of Hght. 
What made the atmosphere glow like the sun peeping over the horizon 
in the early morning? We came suddenly upon a flood of Hght which 
revealed houses, stores, and theatres, Hning the sides of the street, just as 
though it were brightest midday. Huge signs of dazzling whiteness 
covered the fronts of the buildings. As far as one could see, the street 
was ablaze with Hght from these electrical wonders. There were reds 
and blues and greens, flashing on and oflF at regular intervals. A city 
at night aHve, restless! With ceaseless energy its people were rushing 
to and fro, in and out of its "light-washed" streets. We drove on and 
on. Beyond the city limits, soft golden Hghts peered from windows of 
Httle cottages. Gleaming lights from stately houses cast shadows upon 
spacious lawns. Nothing was asleep. The curfew hour for the world 
tolled no longer. Afar oflf, nestled among the hills, a tiny farmhouse 
shed its soHtary Hght to weary travelers. Li the heavens, the beautiful 
Christmas star gave forth its Hght to all the world; "Peace on earth; 
good-will to men." 

Helen S. Cox, Senior. 


A Visit to a Parent 

HAPPILY in recent years more and more people are really visiting 
England, not merely going there en route to the "Continent" or 
still worse, just stopping off for one week on the way home. 
For, after all, England is our own "Mother Country," either through 
family connections, or, more really still, because since we first began to 
know anything about history or Hterature, we have been thereby men- 
tally transported to England. How famiHar to all of us are such names 
as Durham, Cornwall, Oxford, Fleet Street, "Westminster Cathedral, the 
Tower, Windsor Castle, Windermere, Rugby. How like coming home 
it is to meet, face to face, with a place around which in imagination 
one has so often roamed. 

So when you go in the flesh to England, make your plans to linger 
and to get acquainted with the gracious countryside, the hedgerows, 
the narrow roads, the small green patch-work fields, and the tiny 
thatched-roofed villages. Spend a day losing yourself in the northern 
moors of Devon. Watch the sea from the wooded cUflfs at Lynton, then 
descend the steep path, past charming flower-covered cottages, and stand 
beside the banks of the romantic Httle East Lyn. Time will be no 
more for those of you who really find in England the ultima Thule of 
your dreams. 

Or, in another mood, make Bath headquarters, and in the historic 
Pump Room see again Beau Nash in brocaded coat, satin small clothes 
and gay lace ruffles, surrounded by charming be-powdered and be-patched 
beauties; or be an old Roman and go down into the ancient bath with 
its beautifully preserved tiled floors and classic statuary. The City of 
Bath itself will intrigue you with its circling terraced crescents and 
handsome old-world residence, and its Abbey Church crowded with 
monuments of a forgotten day. 

In truth, you will not be disturbed by a crowd of tourists in your 
visit to this once so fashionable resort. The English elite no longer 
repair thither. "It is too warm," they will tell you. But you, accus- 
tomed to really torrid summers, will not mind basking a Httle in the 
sun as you stroll through lovely parks and gardens. Perhaps this un- 
usual eighteenth century English town will hold you tightly in its grip, 
but a day must be found, nay, several days, to explore the neighboring 
country, for wealth of interest and beauty awaits you. 

Take a "circular trip" some balmy day, and see what you will find. 
You'll travel at first through pleasant rolling country. After a half 
hour's drive the hills will grow more rugged, and presently you will be 
startled to find yourself speeding through Cheddar Gorge, a narrow 



pass whose perpendicular limestone sides are in places more than four 
hundred feet high. A mile of this wild rock scenery, whose romantic 
beauty is probably unsurpassed in all England, will bring you to a con- 
siderable village with pretty tables spread in little cottage gardens, and 
perhaps you will care to order a simple lunch of tea, bread, jam and 
tasty cheese. Thus refreshed, you will probably wander to the mouth 
of one of the remarkable stalactite caves nearby, and before you enter, 
you will gaze pensively at the remains of your venturesome paleolithic 
ancestor, whose bones were unearthed in this retreat some years ago. 

Across the hills next you will go to that lovely Httle market town, 
Wells, made famous by one of the most exquisite cathedrals in all the 
world. Not only will the dehcate charm of this structure bewitch you, 
but its historic significance will hold you, and perhaps you will dis- 
mount then and there, as many of your countrymen have done, and get, 
if you are lucky, lodgings in one of the tiny Httle cottages in the 
Vicars' Close. This done, you will send for your bags and ensconce your- 
self with a sigh, "This is where I could spend the rest of my days!" 
And you will occupy one of the twenty-one little two-room houses, 
with cunning little garden in front, all to yourself! But the next morn- 
ing when you see twenty other bewitched fellow-Americans, you will 
say to yourself, "These tourists are a nuisance." You will gather up 
your belongings and take a seat in the next bus to look for spots uncon- 
taminated by Yankee enterprise. 

"But I have just started on my 'Knowing the Mother Country' 
summer," you'll say. "You're not leaving me. I've only just begun." 
"Ah," your guide replies, "you'll be better off if left to yourself. My 
advice is to get a map and a stout cane and a knapsack. Or, if you're 
not a walker, procure a bicycle. But if you want to absorb England, 
follow these rules: Travel alone. Do not use travel agencies. Go to 
unheard-of places. Go slowly. Linger. And good luck to you! The 
rest of your hfe will be the richer for these experiences." 

Lena C. Van Bibber. 


A Tour in Scotland 

SCOTLAND, a land of flowers and color, thrills the tourist as no other 
country can. It is a land of romance, of sturdy men and bonnie 
lassies. Our visit to Scotland was a dream come true — ^Dr. Aber- 
crombie's and mine. As long as I can remember, I patted the head of 
Lufra, and wept with Rebecca. So when I entered Glasgow, I rubbed 
my eyes and wondered, can it really be true? Glasgow is Scotland's 
wealthiest city, it is like any cosmopohtan city — ^large, smoky, teeming 
with industry and people. Its docks are world renowned, for ship 
buildLng is one of her greatest industries, but things were qmet there; 
no ships were being built. It took us some time to become familiar 
with the word "limited" on every shop sign. It means doing business 
on a limited capital or accountalsiUty. The shops were fine, showing 
high grade woolens and hunting togs, for it was August and every 
Briton who can, goes to Scotland for grouse shooting, and the season 
was about to open. 

The Cathedral has been many years in building and its atmosphere 
is chilly even in August. The fine stained glass windows, imported from 
Munich, need time to mellow them. The necropolis nearby contains 
the tombs of many famous men. The University is famous. Dr. John 
R. Abercrombie's granduncle, a graduate from here, was appointed 
Commissioner of Education from Great Britain to Madras, India. His 
grandfather, an Army Surgeon of the same university, was sent to 
Canada to help fight an epidemic of cholera, about the same time. Nat- 
urally we were interested. St. George's Square is surrounded by impos- 
ing buildings and in the center of the Square on a high column stands 
an effigy of Scott in bronze. It thrilled us to see this memorial to a 
man whose name is a magnet that draws thousands of tourists to Scot- 
land every year. 

We visited Ayr and Dumfries, the birthplace and home of Robert 
Burns, Scotland's beloved poet, who has more monuments erected to 
his memory than any man ever had, for wherever Scotsmen locate they 
erect a monument or a memorial to Burns. "When one stops to consider, 
it is almost impossible to realize that anyone in so short a Hfe could 
have written so many poems. We were reminded that when ploughing, 
he ploughed up a nest of mice and wrote the Sonnet — "The best laid 
plans of mice and men, oft gang aglee." And while sitting behind a lady 
at church and seeing a louse on her veil, wrote, "Oh, would some power 
the giftie gee us, to see ourselves as ithers see us." 

We went through the Trossachs by tally-ho. We visited the Scot- 
tish Lakes which are different from any other lakes and cannot be com- 



pared to thera. It would be like comparing an emerald, a ruby and a 
diamond, for each has its own particular beauty. The Scottish Lakes 
are magnificently rugged and call to mind Ellen's Isle, and the haunts 
of Rob Roy. To hear the bagpipes playing in this wild and rugged 
country is sweet and weird music. We were beginning to think that 
all the Scottish Cathedrals were rviins, but beautiful and majestic. Mel- 
rose Abbey with its rich carvings of cloisters, aisles, windows and door- 
ways revealed that no two designs were ahke. The beauty of this place, 
an architectural triumph, opens a window into the life of the Middle 
Ages. The master workman traced his monogram here and received for 
pay "A penny a day, and a bag of meal." Under the high altar the 
heart of Robert the Bruce is buried. In the church are the tombs of 
famous men. The Oriel window of Melrose is famous for its beauty. 

Two miles above Melrose on the River Tweed is Abbottsford, the 
home of Sir Walter Scott. It has been called "a romance in stone and 
lime." It was here that much of his work was done, and his library 
remains as he left it, a sanctuary. Its roof is patterned after Roslyn 
Chapel and with its matchless pillars suggests a casket of jewels. Not 
far from Abbottsford is Dryburg Abbey on the Tweed. Here St. 
Modan, an Irish Culdee, established a sanctuary in the sixth century. 
In St. Mary's Chapel at Dryburg, Sir "Walter Scott, his wife, his eldest 
son and his biographer and son-in-law Lochard are buried. Scotland 
has added another famous son to this sanctuary. Lord Haig, "around his 
grave the poppies grow." There is a touching story told of Scott's 
funeral. WTiile his own horses were carrying his remains to their last 
resting place, the horses stopped at a place where their master had them 
watered. On this day they stopped the cortege and would not go on 
until they had been watered. 

Stirling, made famous in Scott's Lady of the Lake, is not disap- 
pointing. It rises like a great rock from the plains. It impresses one as 
a natural fortress around which a famous city has grown. It was around 
this castle that the famous battle of Bannockburn was fought and won 
by Bruce, which victory turned Scotland to France for her art and cul- 
ture. And now for the most beautiful of Scottish cities, Edinburgh. 
It is really two cities, the old and the new. Her beautiful Princes 
Street, flanked with fine business houses on one side, slopes down on the 
other to a ravine filled with flowers. Here is a beautiful floral clock 
keeping accurate time. Not far from the clock is Tait MacKenzie's 
beautiful memorial; a fine young soldier in action, facing the castle, the 
gift of Scotsmen in America. 

Across the ravine is Edinburgh Castle, rising like a mighty fortress 
out of the rock. In the castle was a regiment of soldiers in kilts pre- 
paring for duty in China. Looking across the ramparts one beholds the 



city, spread as on a plain. Nestled down in one corner is a cemetery 
for pets. It makes one feel as if these friends were loathe to part from 
their masters. At Edinburgh Castle James the Sixth of Scotland and 
first of England, the son of Mary, Queen of Scots was born. St. Mar- 
garet's Chapel was the gift to good Queen Margaret. 

From Edinburgh Castle to Hollywood Castle is one mile, known as 
the royal mile. It is in Hollywood where the King and Queen of Eng- 
land stay on their annual visit to Scotland. To prove that all Scottish 
Cathedrals are not ruins one turns to the beautiful St. Giles Cathedral. 
Here, the Assembly of the United Scottish Church meets. Here, all 
infants of royalty born in Scotland are baptized and here strong sermons 
are preached. We worshipped here and I shall always remember the 
text — "Who shall ascend unto the hill of the Lord, and who shall stand 
in His Holy place." And here Scotland has erected a beautiful bas relief 
in bronze, a memorial to a beloved son, Robert Louis Stevenson. 

Edinburgh is rich in memorials. There are monuments to Burns, 
Scott, Allan Ramsay, Professor Wilson and others. Its memorial to the 
sons of Scotland who fell during the late war is the most beautiful of 
any country. It contains a golden casket, the gift of the King and 
Queen. In this casket is a scroll on which are written the names of 
those who fell. This memorial has become a national shrine. Edinburgh 
is the focus of Scottish history. 

Though we hated to leave, we said farewell, but we hope not for- 
ever. These sturdy people and their beautiful heather covered country, 
how we long to see them again! 

Anna S. Abercrombie. 

The Catch Question 

If ten volumes of one hundred pages each were placed on a book- 
shelf, page one of voltune one would be next to page one hundred of 
volume two; here the book worm skips ninety-nine pages of volume one. 
Page one hundred of volume ten will be next to page one of volume 
nine; here the book worm skips ninety-nine pages of volume ten. In 
all the book worm skips one hundred ninety-eight pages. He therefore 
goes through eight hundred and two pages. 

R. DuGAN, Junior Yl. 



The Proud Zumkus 

MANY, many years ago, thousands and thousands of years ago, in 
fact, when the earth and the sky were just being formed, there 
Hved a huge animal called the Zumkus. He was just about as 
big as three great mountains thrown together and his skin was hard as 
rock and covered with horns. 

Besides being enormously huge and horribly ugly, this Zumkus was 
very, very proud. He was proud because the Great Creator had told 
him that his business was to scrape and carve out all the valleys with 
his rough skin and to separate all the waters from the land with his 
great tail. 

At first, the Great Creator highly complimented him on his accom- 
pUshments, but this was too much for the Zumkus. He thought to 
himself, "I am indeed wonderful. I have helped the Great Creator more 
than any other creature here. I think I deserve to have some fun. No 
one can object or stop me, for I am the Great Creator's greatest helper. 
Who would dare to thwart my plans?" 

He was a slow-thinking beast, so it took him a long time to devise 
a plan good enough to suit him. By this time the Great Creator had 
placed man on the earth where he was Uving very happily and peace' 
fully. One day, however, the entire human race, terrified by a sudden 
catastrophe, went to the Great Creator for help. Many of their homes 
in the sides of the mountains had been swept away and the waters of 
the sea had risen and flooded many others. 

The All Father shook his head in sorrow when he heard the terrible 
news. "Which one of my faithful workers has betrayed the trust I 
placed in him?" he wondered. Then he remembered that only the Zum- 
kus had the power to play such havoc on the earth. This made him 
very sad, for he had loved the Zumkus best of all and had trusted him 
above all others, but he knew that he must be punished. Immediately 
he called the Zumkus to him and asked the reason for his serious mis- 

"Well," said the Zumkus, "I think I have served you very well, 
and I just wanted to have a good time. Besides, you'd better be careful 
how you talk to me or I'll refuse to work for you altogether." 

At this the Great Creator was angry. The Zumkus had tried his 
patience too much. This impertinent speech was the last straw. "Very 
well," said he, "you need work for me no longer, but, in order to repay 
man for the distress you have caused him, you and all your descendants 
must be devoted to him and under the power of his will from this time 



forth. You will no longer need your great body or your thick, homy 
skin, so I will take them. I am only allowing you to exist at all because 
of the service you have done for me." 

With these words the Great Creator disappeared, together with the 
Zumkus, and in his place could be seen only a small, slimy, miserable, 
little creature which we today would call a worm. But the Zumkus 
was thankful for his Ufa. 

Carolyn Chrisfield, Junior TV. 

Don' Steal Chickens From Ma' Home! 


Pa'son please, th' reverin' sir. 

Ah wish to tell yo', word f o' word, 

'Bout ma' sins, ma' confessins make 

Of what Ah did an' what Ah taked 

Fust of all. Ah cussed massa' Tom 

Fo' why he hit ma' good son John, 

An' next Ah slaps ma' wife so hard 

Fo' why she sold, give 'way de lard. 

Ah stole de pigs from sistn' Joan 

Ah took two chickens from yo' own home; 

Oh please reverin', oh, please sir. 

Ah told yo' all, word fo' word. 


Oh Lord be kind upon dis soul, 

Dis nigga' lak as black as coal. 

He stole and cussed and slapped so hard 

'E even bet and played car's 

Oh please de Lord, be merciless 

When 'E comes to go to yo' out West, 

If Ah 'se be yo', O Lord Ah'se would, 

As give dat nigga' as much Ah could; 

Ah'd rake dat nigga' from flesh to bone — 

Ahdea! Stealin' chickens from ma' home. 



One of Our Joys 

SOME rooms are designed entirely by people who will never live in 
them. Others are thrown together by their owners — sometimes 
achieving the desired — sometimes not. Therefore it is a very rare 
occurrence to come across a room whose personality fits that of the 
owner and whose furnishings, secured at various times, unite to form 
a harmonious whole. Such a room is a livable room. 

Over at the Campus Cottage, we have such a room. Bit by bit 
the furniture has been acquired. The true spirit of an artist — grouped it; 
a Colonial chair with its corresponding drop leaf table, a Russian brass 
tea set upon a nest of hand-carved teakwood tables, placed by the open 
fire, all a part of the whole. 

The room is unusual and most interesting. Gathered there are 
objects from many parts of the world. We found bits of brass from 
China and Russia; pottery from Italy, Germany, and the Netherlands; 
tooled leather from Florence; pictures and paintings from Japan and 

Perhaps, because Miss Bader lived for four years in China the room 
reflects most the atmosphere of that country. Rare Chinese rugs in 
shades of beautiful Peking blue and tan, cover the floor. We were told 
that this Peking blue is achieved only in Peking. In every rug we 
found the imperialistic symbol, a conventional dragon with its accom- 
panying spirit ball or lotus flower, and the bat, which stands for peace. 

The dragons were not confined to the rugs, however. We found 
them in the tapestries decorating the tables, in the brasses scattered 
around the room and on the cushions of the couch. 

The blue couch with its blue cushions, the tan and blue rugs and 
the pongee curtains form the basis of the color scheme of the room. 
With these colors Miss Bader has introduced the warm tone of mahogany 
contrasted with bits of bright pottery and Russian and Chinese brass. 

The room is a center of varied and world-wide interests. It is a 
home where stimulating conversation mingles with pleasant reminis- 
cences. "A thing of beauty is a joy forever." 

Reported by Wilma Smith. 
Eunice Burdette. 



^'Quantity" as Applied to 
The Tower Light 

EVERY substance in the known world, either in mass or in ephemeral 
content, can be measured. It matters not whether the statistics 
measure the hard rock in the quarry which is hewn by the 
workman or the wonderful fairy-like snowflake whose dehcate beauty 
shows under the microscope, or whether it is Love of Humanity whose 
rfesultant actions are measured. All is measurable and statistics is the 
tool by which all materials are measured. 

Statistics is not a critical tool. It is a purely impartial and imper- 
sonal, analytical process. It attempts to give the reading pubhc the 
actual facts of a moving concern, as shown by a single cross-section of 
the situation at a single point in time. 

The Tower Light is a moving concern. Each edition is a part 
of an evolving, growing concern made by the contributions of the 
Student Body, Faculty and Alumni of the school. 

The problems of this study are; First, What is the contribution 
made by each of the three classes; Freshman, Junior and Senior? and 
second, Wliat is the contribution made by each class in relation to its 

The contributions may be checked in two ways (1) quantity, and 
(2) quahty. Quantity can be checked statistically by a statistician 
but Quality contains elements of comparison which necessitates the ex- 
pert judgment and work of the speciahst in subject-matter. These two 
phases; namely, quantity and quality, are inseparable. 

Quantity is the point to be discussed. Quantity uses the crude 
statistical measure of "how much" and next resolves itself into the cri- 
teria of "how many lines." So the step-intervals of 0-5-10-15-20-25-30- 
3 5-40-45- and so on were used in comparing the contributions of the 
Freshman, Junior and Senior Classes, to the October, November and 
December Tower Lights. 

The lines contributed in October, November and December were 
as follows: 

Poetry Prose 

Freshmen 95 lines 45 lines 

Junior 190 lines 950 lines 

Senior 30 Hnes 345 lines 

or stated differently: 



With the singing of this selection gifts were presented at the altar 
by a courtier, an artist, a wise man, a musician, a knight, an author, the 
Queen, and finally, the King. As each presented his gift, he knelt before 
the priest awaiting the ringing of the chimes. Then each, disappointed, 
moved on to kneel at one side of the altar while the elementary school 
sang the sweetest of all carols, Franz Gruber's "Silent Night." 

Meantime, Little Brother, unheard and by some unseen, had slowly 
been making his way to the altar on which he placed his small gift of 
silver. Lo! in the midst of the second stanza the music ceased and from 
the lofty height of the tower was heard the sweet ringing of the chimes. 
Fehx Mendelssohn's "Hark the Herald Angels Sing" followed the chimes, 
and last of all came the recessional, "Joy to the World" by George F. 

Perhaps no one in the audience had ever reaHzed before, the full 
significance of "Why the Chimes Rang," and now as the last notes of 
the Recessional faded away, its true meaning had become clear, and the 
real Christmas spirit, mingled with peace and joy, entered into our hearts. 

Edith Beall, Junior VIII. 

The Elementary School 

THROUGHOUT the elementary school the spirit of Christmas pre- 
vailed. Everywhere were Christmas trees, ranging from those just 
large enough to stand erect in a flowerpot to the largest one of 
all in the lower corridor which was sponsored by the Student Council, 
and about which were grouped dolls, drums, skates, toy automobiles, 
and toy airplanes, — all the things that bring joy to children's hearts. 
All the classes brought toys, food, and clothing to give to those 
less fortunate than they, in order that there might be a little less him- 
ger, a little more warmth, and hence, a httle more peace this blessed 

The first and second grades industriously plied the paint brush, 
making old toys new, for the happiness of some other children on Christ- 
mas morning. All the grades made gifts for Mother and Father. The 
fourth grade were particularly happy over the fact that they made their 
own Christmas cards from block-prints. And a goodly assortment of 
cards it was! 

A busy air of preparation pervaded the school; and as a part of it, 
mingling with it and rising above it, was heard the ringing of children 
singing carols, all of which helped to enhance the presentation of "Why 
the cfiimes Rang," the Christmas program. 

M. Ellen Logan. 



Glee Club 

SINCE the angels heralded the news of the birth of Christ, mvisic has 
been the ultimate expression of Christmas joy. All musical organ- 
izations have, therefore, a wealth of material from which to choose 
programs for this sacred festival. Our Glee Club has learned a fine 
group of carols this year and has had splendid opportunities to present 
them. We began our season on Friday, December 9 th, with a broadcast 
under the auspices of the Public School Music Hour. On Tuesday, 
December 13 th, we participated in the Govans Community Singing. 
There is something unusually beautiful in great choruses of people sing- 
ing. The unity and "oneness of spirit" expressed in such a gathering is 
a fine evidence of the universal appeal of Christmas music and the event 
we celebrate. Our Normal School program took place Wednesday morn- 
ing, December 21st. In this we repeated our radio program with the 
addition of orchestral selections and songs by the whole school. We 
include the program: 

March Pontificale Gounod 

Lord, God of Abraham (Elijah) Mendelssohn 


O Come, All Ye Faithful Reading 

Student Body 

Bible Reading Luke II, 8-20 

Gloria Patri Palestrina 

Lo! How a Rose E'er Blooming Praetorius 

While Shepherds Watched Their Flocks Praetorius 

Glee Club 

The Virgin at the Manger Perilhou 

Double Trio 

Lullaby, Jesus Dear Polish Carol 

Glee Club 

Silent Night Gruber 

Student Body 
Bible Reading 

The Christ of the Snow Hungarian Carol 

Boots and Saddles Saboly 

Glee Club 

O Sanctissima Sicilian 


Cantique de Noel Adam 

Student Body 



Poetry Prose 

Freshmen 30% 3% 

Junior 60% 71% 

Senior 10% 26% 

But the size of the class aflfects the size of the products. The 
Freshmen have 230 members; Juniors have 258 members; the Seniors 
have 32 members. In relation to the size of the class the contributions 
were as follows: 

Poetry Prose 

Freshmen 3% 2% 

Junior 6% 25% 

Senior 6% 31% 

The Seniors were out teaching nine weeks of the three months. 
Had they been attending Normal and contributing work regularly, their 
probable contribution on the basis of their actual contributions would 
have been as follows: 

Poetry Prose 

Freshmen 23 % 2% 

Juniors 47% 40% 

Seniors 30% 58% 

This bit of data and its explanation has not presumed to touch the 
item Quahty, which is the most important attribute of Poetry or Prose. 

Statisticians say that "whatever exists at all can be measured," but 
like the question of "intelligence and achievement" the point of separa- 
tion between "Quality and Quantity" is so negligible that Infinity 
measures the point of difference between the two. The layman can make 
gross comparisons of degrees of Quality but only the Student of Poetry 
and Prose is capable of making fine distinctions in the gradations of feel- 
ing as evinced in Poetical and Prose efforts. But the Statistical com- 
parisons of degrees of Quality have been so adequately used by the Eng- 
lish Department and their Students in the beautiful compositions of both 
Poetry and Prose that ample exposition of quality and quantity may be 
seen in the October, November and December Tower Lights. 

Quality and Quantity are inseparable! 

Elizabeth Byerly. 




ON Monday, November 28th, Miss Cowan described to us that 
seemingly diiU place — ^Labrador. Never will it be dull again! 
Miss Cowan pictured so vividly for us the Hfe and the peculiarly 
gripping beauty of Labrador, that once again we find "Wider Horizons." 
"On to Labrador!" assumes with us the position formerly reserved to 
"Go west, young man, go west." 

On November 29 th, Miss Faatz of the "Board of State Aid and 
Charities," explained to us the care of dependent and delinquent children 
that is being given in Maryland. She stressed the importance of teachers 
recognizing and understanding pupils' problems, as they develop in our 
schools. Miss Faatz gave us a much fuller knowledge of the organiza- 
tion of charitable institutions in this state. 

On November 3 0th, Freshmen HI presented a very interesting assem- 
bly on "Human Heredity." Efficient use was made of charts relating to 
the subject. 

On December 2nd, the Athletic Association presented awards to 
deserving students. Miss Daniels spoke to us of the necessity for phys- 
ical education at Normal School. 

On December 5 th, Dr. Burnett, Director of Physical and Health 
Education in Baltimore City, took as his theme the need for better 
understanding and more efficient teachers of physical education. He 
stressed the fact that as teachers we should, "Know how to play." Dean 
Hermann, of Sargent University, was present. He pointed out that 
physical education is a strong factor in the mental, moral, and social 
health of the individual. 

On December 8th, Miss Tall shared with us her recent experiences 
in her own home county, Dorchester. She recounted impressions of her 
trip through the marshes. We were glad to hear of excellent work being 
done by former students of our Alma Mater; theirs seems to be a true 
missionary spirit. 

On December 12 th, Miss Bader traced the history, as far as it is 
known, of some of our Christmas customs, the use of mistletoe and 
evergreens, the Yule log, caroling, and the Christmas tree. One seems 
never to tire of hearing the legends concerning the first Christmas tree. 

On December 13 th, the League of Young Voters did its share to 
keep us aUve to what's going on in the world — a large share. The cur- 
rent events which were so ably discussed included the policies of the 
President-Elect, the present German political situation, and the condi- 
tion of the war debt situation. 



On December 15 th, Miss McComas' topic was "Painting in the 
Renaissance Period." We enjoy hearing more of the hfe and works of 
our favorites — Leonardo da Vinci, Raphael, and Michelangelo. 

Katherine Haugh, Junior IX. 


Cricket! No, it's not an insect! It's a game — like our baseball, 
only different (apologies to Stoopnagle and Budd). Cricket is 
the national pastime of the EngHsh and is quite interesting to 
watch — ^if one can judge by the crowds of 100,000 and more which 
haggle for tickets and straggle to their seats — "struggle" would prob- 
ably be a more suitable word in a crowd like that — to see the spectacle. 
When you have saved your $700 for that trip abroad, be sure 
to attend a cricket match. The following explanation may help you 
to appreciate the game more fully since then you will know NOTHING 
about the game and will not have to worry about such silly and unnec- 
essary things as rules. The players, of which there are nine, stand any- 
where they wish just so they don't lean up against the grandstand and 

have a tete-a-tete with their favorite . I sometimes feel 

that the position of the various players — anywhere to everywhere — tends 
to explain the derivation of the name of the game. (I wonder why?) 
There are two batters up at once. Each holds a dangerous looking 
"barn door" or bludgeon with which he intends to strike the ball. The 
bowler or pitcher goes through a series of contortions, does the first 
three steps of the "English Morris Dance" and leaning heavily on his 
right foot hurls the ball at one of the batters. If he is a very good 
bowler, the batter will have to do the next three steps of the "Morris 
Dance" to get out of the way. At times, however, the batter feels 
indisposed and holds his "barn door" between him and the pitcher. Trav- 
eling bodies hurtling through the atmosphere over a certain distance and 
striking a stationary object, rebound with three-fourths the original force 
or impetus of the body when thrown — (or something like that). Any- 
how, when the ball gets in the way of the bat and ceases its forward 
motion, it is considered a hit. Regardless of the direction in which the 
ball travels, it is considered a fair ball and the batters both run on the 
one hit — conservation of energy, I presume. Look at those men run — 
like a fat man's race at a drug store clerks' picnic — one, two, three, 
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"Your bounty Is beyond my speaking; 

But though my mouth be dumb, my heart shall thank you." 

The last month of this old year has witnessed a real crisis in the 
means of administration in the Hbrary. The loss of one part-time helper 
and practically all paid student help, together with Miss Holt's absence, 
has placed an acute strain on our resources of time and energy. 

The thing that has saved the situation and enabled the library staff 
to carry on as adequately as they have done, has been the willing volun- 
tary assistance of the students. 



"We cannot here mention each by name, nor has it been possible 
to thank each person at the time services were rendered. 

Hence, please let us in this fashion extend hearty thanks for the 
many helpful kindnesses received, whether for many continued hours 
of desk work, or for the friendly lift with piles of books and shelving 
to rest an aching arm and renew a flagging spirit. 

Mary L. Osborn. Merle Yoder. 

FuRN Stitzel. Lenetta Garrett. 

Something Lost 

To many of us, this Christmas was not as bountiful as in years 
gone by. We were not able to give many gifts, or attend many 
parties. "We are all tpoorer this year. "We are poorer materially. 

Think back to the days when money seemed abundant, when we 
had many new clothes, plenty to eat, and many, many things that we 
then considered necessities, but which we find we can do without, now. 
"We had clever labor-saving devices, inventions of every sort that enabled 
us to think less, — feel less. These things we made our gods — these did 
we worship. They were gigantic. We worshipped them, and not the 
force or power or thought that made possible their existence. Call this 
power or force or thought God, if you will, and our feeUng for it, reU- 
gion. We worshipped in form only, we did not feel. We were in too 
great a hurry (we did not know why we were hurrying) ; we had too 
many new things to excite us, detract us, crush us into spiritual insensi- 

Today, these things cannot seera to help us much. We must go 
back, back, until we find something we can grasp. We must get away 
from material things, and find something closer to man himself. People 
had it long ago. We may still find it in their art, their literature, and 
especially in their music, if only we slow down a pace to Hsten, and 
wonder, and feel. Some call it reUgion, some call it a yearning for 
beauty, for love and truth. It is all the same, fundamentally, regardless 
of creed, or race. 

Let this period which we are now painfully entering, be as a halt, 
in which men search for something they have lost in their forgivable 



haste — something qtiite precious, without which they could go no fur- 
ther. When they find it, finally, may they again move on, up the great 
road, and with its power, which they may never lose sight of, again, let 
them conceive more intricate processes, build even greater things to Hne 
the road up to the infinite spirit, — which we call God. 

M. A. D. 

The Library at FuUerton 

How a place can change! 
Last year the Hbrary at Fullerton School was a section of a 
hallway with shelves constructed on either side. There were 
about five hundred books, but since no new ones had been purchased 
for about four years, the ones in the hbrary were somewhat worn. 
There was a regular Ubrarian — ^however, and her work consisted only 
of distributing books three days a week at noon hour. 

But now! 

Last summer Miss Guyton went to summer school, visited the pla- 
toon school, and conceived an idea that Fullerton could have a really 
good library. "With the aid of the teachers and the P.T.A. a plan was 
worked out. An empty room was "made over" by the aid of several 
hbrary shelves, tables, and chairs. Posters, friezes, and athletic plaques 
adorn the walls. The many new books that were bought, plus those 
old ones — the P.T.A. President is having these rebound — adorn two sides 
of the room — ^books suitable for every grade in the school. 

But why have the hbrary? 

A child may get aJ book out and keep it for a week. But that 
isn't half so interesting as Library Hour. Each class has two hours a 
week in the hbrary. Part of each hour is devoted to recreational reading, 
and part is used for the study of some author or poet, the study of some 
magazines, or reading stories aloud. Every child looks forward with 
great pleasure to hbrary hour. 

In the sixth grade, so far, we have studied Joel Chandler Harris, 
Mark Twain, Robert Louis Stevenson and Rudyard KipUng — not only 
the stories of their lives, but also some of their characteristic works. One 
library lesson was devoted entirely to magazines — becoming acquainted 
with those suitable for children. Later in the period, the children were 



given a chance to look through these magazines. We kept them at 
school for several days, and as soon as the children had finished their 
work, they took one and started to read. The children asked for the 
publishers and prices of the magazines, and five or six of them have 
asked their parents to give them a subscription for Christmas. 

The children are not the only ones interested in the Library. Sev- 
eral of the parents have asked to have the Library made a public one, 
so that parents who are not able to buy so many books, may become 
acquainted with them themselves. 

Mary Keck. 

The Senior — His Nature and His Needs 

THIS is to reveal to the Freshmen that there is a Senior Class func- 
tioning at the Normal School. Perhaps you have noticed recently 
a specimen or two shuffling about the halls. Senior men (all four 
of them), are distinguished by hoary locks, wizened countenances, and 
eyes kind and wise, though dimmed through years of experience. The 
women, with step perhaps not so light and sure as in years gone by, 
still possess some of the girUsh charm and naivete so characteristic of 
their generation. 

I say perhaps you may have noticed them, but more Hkely in your 
youthful exuberance and hasty eagerness you have swept by them. 
But such has always been the way of Youth with Learned Age. 

Once, long ago, the Senior, too, was blithe, and had his little games 
and pranks. He, too, cavorted about the campus, singing "Mary, Hark 
I Am Calling You," or "Like A Thousand, Thousand Soldiers." He, 
too, ghbly chattered about neurones. The Problem Child, genes, and 
tone quality. Time has wrought its changes; he speaks, his words fall- 
ing like pearls of wisdom, but no one listens to him . . . Alas! 

The nature of the Senior is complex. He has been analyzed, psycho- 
analyzed, tested, charted, evaluated and measured so completely, that 
he is beginning to realize just what kind of a person J. Senior is. (This 
is not always a cheering revelation.) 

He is seen to converse with faculty members without appearing 



nervous, for he no longer considers himself a student, but a teacher of 
experience, and therefore akin to them. 

His once childish deHght in ice-cream sandwiches and "Milky Ways" 
has ebbed. Black coffee, rolls and salad (of Junior days), have lost 
their glamour. Today the Senior brings a few modest sandwiches in a 
paper bag, and buys something hot and nourishing, such as cocoa or 
soup, to fill out the noontime menu. 

The Senior no longer casts honeyed glances at the Campus School 
children, gurgling, "Aren't they adorable" (cute, darling, sweet, pre- 
cious) . 

The Hterary tastes of the Senior have developed to lofty peaks. 
He often overlooks his own class notices on his own bulletin board, but 
there isn't a word he misses of that which is posted under "Faculty 

Seniors have been seen to walk straight into the main office with- 
out first circling about the bulletin boards for courage, or quivering. 
But have you noticed the studied nonchalance, the timid step, the fur- 
tive look of those hovering about the door, above which the sign "Direc- 
tors of Practice" awes the very atmosphere. 

To be really serious — the Senior class is composed of thirty-two 
members; twenty- four City students, and eight County students, who 
voluntarily chose to remain one extra year at Normal School, to share 
the benefits of the additional courses, and six more weeks of student- 
teaching. The Seniors feel terribly old, and a Httle lonely.„ As they 
were out student-teaching the first nine weeks, they didn't have a chance 
to become acquainted with the Freshmen, or to "get into the swing" of 
a new school year. They had difficulty in adjusting themselves when 
they returned to school. Sitting in a classroom as a student was very 
quiet and iminteresting, after teaching a group of healthy young ani- 
mals, for nine weeks. Besides, the school functioned very well without 
them, and it seemed that no one cared particularly whether they returned 
or not. 

Maybe you can understand why the Seniors feel lonely, and a wee 
bit envious of you newcomers. Can you forgive them their air of 
worldly wisdom? (You see, they have had two terms of student- 
teaching, and are therefore seasoned teachers, knowing all there is to 
know.) They want to know and like the Freshmen, and with them 
be a part of the school again, and not a lonely, independent group, apart. 

M. A. Douglas. 


A Study of Transportation for 

Third Grade (Continued) 
By Lyda Hutson 

Walbrook School No. 63. 

October 21, 1932. 
Dear Mr. Stocksdale: 

I thank you for your kindness. I learned many things about trains 
and hope we can come again. I thank you for taking us around and 
showing us the trains. I liked the pullman car, the sleeping car, the 
diner, the baggage car, but I liked the combination car the best. 

Your little friend, 

Frank Tellen. 

Walbrook School No. 63. 
October 21, 1932. 
Dear Mr. Stocksdale: 

We are studying about trains of today. Our class thanks you for 
listening to our questions. I wish we could come again. I thank you 
for showing us how to make the bed and for showing us the emergency 
chain. I would like to sleep on the upper berth again. 

Your Httle friend, 

Mary Brown. 

We were now ready to study boats or airplanes. Since the class 
had formerly expressed a desire to visit a boat and an airplane, they 
again wrote letters to the principal and their parents telling of their 
wish, the need to go in a bvis, and asking for the necessary twenty-three 
cents. A trip over the Chatham of the Merchants and Miners Trans- 
portation Company was next enjoyed, then a wonderful jaimt around 
Logan's Field. Letters of thanks were written to the Merchants and 
Miners Transportation Company and to Mr. Merriot at Logan's Field. 
Pictures, boats, airplanes, and Ijooks were brought in by the children. 
They freely talked about the modern liner, what made it go, how it 
was steered, how the captain knew where the boat was, the use of the 
compass, and how he knew where to steer in a fog, and what boats carry. 
They came to some conclusions about comfort, sanitation, speed, and 



"We listed the children's questions on the board and set about 
finding the information. "Were boats always like those we have to-day?" 
This brought out study of the first steamboat and Robert Fulton, in 
comparison with the modern steamer. Many differences were found. 
The question, "How did early people ride on the water?" led us to the 
development of water transportation; the log, the dugout, the raft, the 
canoe, the sailboat. "Are all boats alike?" brought a story from "All 
Sorts of Good Stories" by E. V. Sloan, page 181, telling about tugboats, 
sailboats, barges, and ferry boats. "The Story of the Ship" and "The 
Picture Book of Ships" gave various types and eHcited much interest. 
Thus it was shown not only that boats are different in construction, 
but also why. 

Continuing boats of other days, picture stories were told of the 
Roman galley, the Viking ship, the Santa Maria, and the Mayflower. 
One boy brought his beautifxil model of the Santa Maria and gave a 
good talk on Columbus and the ships of his day. The children said, 
"We still use sailboats," so schooners, fishing fleets, oyster boats, and 
pleasure boats were discussed. Next, we answered the question, "What 
kind of boats do other people use?" We learned that the nature of the 
country determines the travel. "On the Canals" in Holland, "In a gon- 
dola in Venice" (Italy), the Chinese junk and the Japanese sampan 
illustrate this. 

From "ships at sea" interest was transferred to "ships of the air." 
The different kinds of ships seen at Logan's Field were recalled; the 
low- winged and high- winged monoplane, the biplane, the passenger plane 
(Ludington Line), the navy tri-motor, mail plane, etc. The signals used 
at the field, the devices for safety both there and in the plane were a 
source of much interest to the children. One boy on whom the officer 
in the U. S. Naval plane had tried a parachute, showing him how to 
open it and explaining its use, gave a very good account of his experi- 
ence. Other types of planes not seen were discussed. Pictures were 
used. Reports were made on sea planes, the gUder balloon, and dirigible. 
Stories of famous aviators were of paramount interest centering in 

The Geography-History topics then gave place to discussion of the 
movie pictures and what should be said about each one when shown as 
a "tallae." The children wrote stories which were tried out and the 
best selected and revised. Letters of invitation were then written to 
the Principal, Vice-Principal, and to the two third grades to come and 
enjoy the movie and the exhibit. These invitations were accepted and 
the children had the deep satisfaction of seeing the results of their hard 
work and study give pleasure to others. 

(>To be continued) 



The Modern Highwayman 

The wind was a satisfied prisoner, subdued upon the heights. 
The moon was a welcome companion, full for this starry night. 
The road was a lone wide pathway, winding its way through space. 
And young Romeo came driving — driving — driving 
Young Romeo came driving up to the cottage place. 

He was in a yellow sport roadster, shining, new and bright. 
He strode gallantly up the sidewalk, keeping his date for the night, 
He knocked a knock on the cottage door, and who should receive him 

But Betty, the banker's daughter. 

The banker's black-haired daughter. 
The banker's only daughter, and she was sweet and fair. 

Wliat an ideal night for riding, to explore the countryside. 

Out in the open country, where it was free to ride, 

But the father came to the doorway and both had heard him say. 

Return to me by midnight, 

Be back here at midnight. 
If you don't arrive at midnight, I'll be here to bar the way. 

At three the yellow sport roadster came back to the cottage door, 
Was it twelve or one o'clock, of neither were they sure, 
Quietly strolled they up the sidewalk, the rdght had quickly fled 
Speeding over the highway. 

Racing over the highway. 
And now at the end of their journey, he paused and shyly said — 

"Another moment darling, one kiss before we part, 
And I'll be back tomorrow, or else would break my heart. 
Yet if I am too busy and cannot speed away 
Then look for me the next day, 

"Watch for me the next day, 
I'll come to you the next day, if cops don't bar the way." 

He was just about to kiss her, he scarce had reached her lips. 
When a voice was heard behind him, and a gun pointed at his hips, 
Betty's father stood there beside them, his gun was in his hand. 
His face was pale with anger. 

Ghostly pale with anger, 
Wildly he stared at Romeo, ordered him leave the land. 



Down the steps jumped Romeo, dashed to his roadster straight, 
Hoping and praying he'd get there, before it was too late. 
And as he drove off in the distance 
Betty feared he'd say. 
Don't watch for me the next day, ne'er watch for me the next day, 
I'll not return the next day, if your dad bars the way. 

And in the merry future, when airships fill the sky. 
When roadsters are old-fashioned, and people go flying by. 
You will still hear the story, how Romeo came to see 
Betty, the banker's daughter, 

The banker's black-haired daughter, 
Who was supposed to return at midnight, and did not come 'til three. 

(Patferned from "The Highwayman" by Alfred Noyes.) 

Mary Bucher, Freshman V. 

Duck Hunting 

THE cool, somewhat windy, fall season means only one thing to the 
duck hunter — recreation. The sky becomes filled with flocks of 
ducks flying aimlessly about. The hunter in his ctistomary attire 
can be seen hiding, awaiting the opportune moment to strike. The 
deceitful decoys, which mean death to the duck but game to the hunter, 
are moving about on the water. Soon some ducks alight on the water. 
Suddenly a shot rings out, then another. Some of the ducks begin to 
rise. More shots ring out. This time perhaps more of the ducks a: a 
unfortunate and fall back to the water from which they have just risen. 
This goes on until the hunter is well satisfied with the game he has 
bagged. He leaves. The ducks watch his disappearing form with a 
feeling of satisfaction, too. 

L. Rachanow, Senior. 



"The First Day" 

(Note: "Subject's inner thoughts exposed.") 
Author: Not E. O'Neill 

DEAD quiet, the awful hush that comes only once. — ^A sudden 
doublequick staccato breaks the dread silence, barely perceptible 
to the assembled congregation. It sounds the hour of judgment 
to one who is gravely facing an almost certain end — ^Bear with me, 
friends, 'tis the ever present kneeknocking that accompanies sister suf- 
ferers on the first day of student teaching. 

"Ahem, ahem — Now boys and girls we're going to learn a nice, 
new, httle song this morning to sing at our forthcoming Party (oh ye 
saints and sinners, I'm sure this is the wrong approach — oh dear, too 
late now. Did I hear that red headed angel in the fourth row snicker?) 
Now listen while I sing it through for you. Oh, the name of the 
song? Er, er, 'The Little Green House in the Valley' — Yes, written 
about the Rockies. (Heavens, that doesn't sound right! "Well, I've got 
to start! Shades of night, where is 'do' or is it *mi?' It can't be 'sol!' 
If it's in the key of 'A' I'm sunk — that Httle 'do-dad' on my pitch 
pipe is broken. ) " 

"Oh the little green house in the valley 
'Twas there that I first met Sweet Sally — 
Her eyes are so blu-w-w — 
And her heart is so tru-w-w- (gulp) 
Oh the httle green house in the vale." 

(Praise Allah that's over.) "Yes, Mary Sue, the author and com- 
poser is anonymous." 

(Did she say "He ought to be?" Well I agree with her, but oh, 
dear, it was advised and it is interrelated with "The Study of Tomato 
Soup," past and present) — "Now Hsten once more and then we'll see if 
you can't sing it by yourselves." (Not so bad that time) (at last they 
have it.) "What, Jerusha Louise, you did like that song? You would 
like to know another verse? And you, Tom, you too Dickie?" 

(Ah, I feel Hghtheaded, flatfooted; I mean — a light, a Hght — ^There 
is a Santa Glaus! I beheve I'm delirious. Take me away — ^There's 
always to-morrow — They liked it! They learned it! Ye-ow!) 

"That's all for to-day children." 


Miss Reese Honor Guest of Students 
at Normal 


WITH Miss Lizette Woodworth Reese as guest of honors students 
of the Maryland State Normal School at Towson mixed an old 
Enghsh plum pudding that will be steamed and served for lunch. 
Gifts of money also were given the Negro servants of the school 
and bands of service for their arms, one having been in the employ of 
the school sixteen years. 

After dinner in Richmond Hall, Miss Reese read selections from 
her poems, and the students sang carols. Later the girls went on the 
campus and through the streets of Towson carrying lanterns and singing 
the carols. — The Sun. 

Twelve Days of Christmas 

TWELVE days of Christmas celebration and a handsome gift for 
each day — this was the theme of the colorful pageant which fol- 
lowed the Christmas dinner in the dormitory. A lovely lady 
smiled most graciously as she was tendered "calling birds," "geese a-lay- 
ing," "French Hens," and a "partridge in a pear tree." The most thrilling 



moment came when she was presented with Five Gold Rings — ^Romance 
and Roses! To satisfy the artistic tastes of the lady came a gracefully 
dancing lady, a "lord-a-leaping" and a piper piping. 

In our minds still lingers the stately beauty of the gatherings at 
the Lord's castle after our "Old EngUsh Dinners" in Newell Hall. The 
pageant "Twelve Days of Christmas" will take its place in the ranks 
with this and the Yule Log Ceremony. What lovely memories of 
Christmas at Normal we have to take away with us! 

M. Bennett, Senior. 

Elementary School Christmas Assembly 

THE children of the Elementary School presented the play "Why 
the Chimes Rang" in the auditorium on Thursday, December 22nd. 
This play, which emphasizes that it is the gift of the heart and 
not of material possessions that makes the spirit of Christmas is in three 

Scene 1 — ^In the wood-cutter's home. 

Scene 2 — ^In the street — on the way to the cathedral. 

Scene 3 — ^In the cathedral. 

1 — Chorus — Processional — "O Come All Ye Faithful" 
2 — Solo and Chorus — "The Nativity" 
3 — ^Eight Boys — "While Shepherds 

Watched Their Flocks" 
4 — Primary Children — "Away in a Manger" 
5 — Four Girls and Chorus — "The Holy Mother Sings" 
6 — Chorus — "Cantique De Noel" 
7 — Three Boys and Chorus — "We Three Kings" 
8— Entire School — "Silent Night" 
9 — Chorus — a. "Hark the Herald Angels" 

b. Recessional — "Joy to the World" 
All who listened to this program must have appreciated the great 
charm of children's voices when well used, as were these under the direc- 
tion of Miss MacDonald, and sensed again the beauty of the Christmas 


Elma Prickett. 



"Why the Chimes Rang" 

ON Thursday, December 22, 1932, the Campus Elementary School 
presented its interpretation of "Why the Chimes Rang." Of 
course, we had read the story many times, but who would have 
beheved it could have been so exquisitely interpreted? 

Softly, as from a great distance, came the words of Louis Redner's 
"O Little Town of Bethlehem" as the Boys' and Girls' Choir sang from 
the rear of the auditorium. Slowly the curtains parted revealing a tan 
backdrop suggesting the bare walls of a woodcutter's home where Pedro 
and Little Brother sat talking over the Christmas service to be held in 
the great Cathedral. The curtains came together for a brief interval 
to be opened on the second scene in which the same tan drop made 
it easy for one to imagine the road leading to a great city where Pedro 
and Little Brother on their way to the Cathedral stopped to render aid 
to an old woman lying in the snow just outside the city gates. Pedro 
decided to wait with the old woman until someone came to her rescue, 
and as Little Brother started off alone to the Cathedral, the curtains drew 
slowly to a close. 

But lo! in the third scene the tan drop was raised, and as the cur- 
tains separated we felt ourselves in the midst of a lovely cathedral in 
which all played a part. The altar boys entered from either side of the 
stage to hght the great candles on the altar as the choir marched up the 
aisle singing the triumphant notes of John Reading's "O Come All Ye 
Faithful." The priest followed the choir and took his position at the 
altar where he knelt in a word of prayer. Irrmiediately the audience 
became the congregation while the Boys' and Girls' Chorus were the 
choir seated at the front of the cathedral with the primary children at 
the left. The service continued v/ith the singing of many Christmas 
carols sacred to all. 

"The Nativity" Le Roy Rile 

Robert Beam and Choir 
"While Shepherds Watched Their Flocks 

by Night" George F. Hi.)tdel 

Group of Boys and Choir 

"Away in the Manger" Carl Mullet 

Primary Children 

"Cantique de Noel" Adolph Charles Adams 

Choir with Violin Obbligato 

"We Three Kings" Rev. J. H. Hopkins 

Trio and Choir 



A Joyful Christmas Song French Carol, harmonized by Geraent 

Quartet, Glee Club and Student Body 

Dormitory students contributed further to Christmas festivities by 
singing "The Twelve Days of Christmas" on the evening of December 
21st at the Dormitory Christmas Celebration. 

M. M. Ashley. 

Instrumental Music 

On December 6th, the Orchestra had charge of the Assembly. They 
gave the following program. 

1 — Orchestra — "Wedding of the "Winds" Hall 

2 — Saxophones — a. "Pilgrim's Chorus" Wagner 

b. "Summer Is a-Comin' In" Old English 

3 — Orchestra — a. "Minuet" Korestchenko 

b. "Romance" Rimsky-Korsakow 

4 — Violin Quartet — "Song of Spring" Schumann 

5 — Orchestra — "Homeland" Huerter 

For the Christmas Assembly the Orchestra played "March Pontifi- 
cale" by Gounod and an arrangement of the aria "Lord God of Abra- 
ham" from Elijah by Mendelssohn. 

The Violin Quartet — Leonard Kulacki, Raymond Dugan, Morris 
Hoffman, Michael Saltzman — gave the musical program for the Christ- 
mas dinner at the dormitory. They were assisted by Frank Zeichner and 
Malcolm Davies in the duet and the trio of the second number. 


1 — Violin Quartet — "Minuet" Bach 

2 — a. Duet — "Canzone" Czibulka 

b. Trio — "I Would That My Love" • . . . Mendelssohn 

3 — Vocal Quartet — "O Sanctissima" 

L. Kulacki, E. Rush, L. Hirschhorn, E. Macubbin 
4 — ^Violin Quartet — a. "An Old Christmas Song," 

Arr. by Saenger 

b. "Ave Verum" Mozart 

5 — Violin Solo — a. "Simple Aver" Thomi 

b. "Cabaletta" Lack 

Leonard Kulacki 
6 — ^Violin Quartet — "Song" Schumann 



Seen and Heard 

WE believe that the last column published under the title "Seen 
and Heard" was one of the most miserable columns we have 
ever written. As we offer no alibis we subject you to a Uttle 
stronger dose of the same silly prattle. In the words of the "Old Maestro 
of the Air" we hope you like it! 

Ye editor would like to hear any objections to publishing a Romance 
Column in the following issues of The Tower Light. Your ever alert 
columnist has in his possession a number of names of some people whom 
we have frequently observed together. Address any objections to Seen 
and Heard and place in the school mail. We know some people who 
can still blush! 

Have you noticed the well dressed yovmg gentleman in the Junior 
Class wearing spats? We wonder if you have noticed a certain dark 
haired young lady in his company? 

After viewing the last issue of The Tower Light we are quite 
willing to say that we have found the well known exception to the rule. 
We refer to the adage "Beautiful but ." 

The Men's Kitchen Kandy party was a huge success. 

Hammond Cantwell and Slater Bryant of '31 were recently seen 
at the Men's Kitchen Party. Mr. William Seeman of '32 is a frequent 
visitor at the Men's Meeting. Mr. Seeman deserves special mention. 
Anyone who can achieve a position of FIRST on the Intermediate list 
is a scholar. 

It was quite unfortunate for one of the speakers at a current event 
assembly that he lost his notes. 

We solemnly promise from this moment not to publish any mate- 
rials except certainties. We refer to our embarrassment at the results 
of the Freshmen elections. May we take this opportunity o congratu- 
late Bill Gonce on two scores. First, on being elected president of the 
Class of 1935, and, secondly, on being good enough to defeat as capable 
a person as the temporary president. 

Need we report the chagrin felt by a certain faculty member at 
the results of the frosh elections. As Miss President of the General 
Student Council would say, "What is the Psychology of electing a boy 
president at a normal school?" Shall we attriljute it to male superiority? 

One-fourth of the male members of the Senior Class (there are 



four in nximber) is that way about a certain blonde in the Freshman 
Class. That makes three blondes in a row, speaking historically. But 
after all you know "Gentlemen (are supposed to) prefer blondes." (We 
don't! But this does not account for secret obsessions.) 

Have you noticed the appearance of "Friendship" rings??? 

Student-teaching for the Seniors is over but to listen in on a Senior 
Class discussion one would think that it was a student teachers' con- 

From the questions directed to and answered by Miss Yoder one is 
led to conclude that this lady is really a walking card catalogue, reader's 
guide, and information desk. 

Rarely, if ever, do we hear a speaker with whom we agree entirely. 
Strangely enough, we found that we agreed with a certain gentleman 
from Australia said, "Women have far too much power and entirely 
too much authority ." (True????) 

We have always admired a good poHtician. One of our class presi- 
dents, specifically '34, was followed and observed. It was noticed that 
he said "Hello" 54 times in one lunch hour. (This figure may be 
sHghtly exaggerated.) These hello's were addressed to Normal School 
students, instructors and elementary school children. 

We heard of two stowaways on a basketball trip some time ago. It 
appears that these young ladies were very anxious to visit American U. 

Because of these stowaways we know of a very disgruntled young 
lady in the Senior Class whose manner was necessarily quieted by a num- 
ber of "lollipops" administered as a form of soothing syrup by Miss Tall. 

We can readily understand a culmination of the arts; namely, the 
Orchestra and the Glee Club. We wonder if you have noticed that one 
of our outstanding violinists is just "that way" about a certain blonde. 
(What is this strange fascination these blondes have??) 

Watching all of the expectant (????) students prepare for a cer- 
tain memorable date, February 1st, makes us just a little homesick for 
a group of 47 children in a certain 5B grade in the city. 

The LA. (Industrial Arts to you) boys spend only their Wednesday 
afternoons at the School. We know of some who spend also their 
Wednesday nights at the School. We certainly admire the spirit of this 
group in trying to use the hbrary (???) every available minute. 

We notice with deep regret the non-appearance of the Faculty Notes 
Column. We wonder if it could possibly be that the faculty is too busy 
writing term papers or making units to devote much time to social 



A certain young lady has labeled us with the epithet "skunk." 
Immediately interested at being given a new name we searched diHgently 
for an applicable definition of this word. According to Mr. Webster a 
skunk is a common musteline mammal well known for its powers of 
ejecting an offensively odorous secretion. A vulgar definition of this 
word is — a low contemptible person. Perhaps if this young lady would 
come forward and meet us we could supply her with a choice number 
of deHghtful adjectives to use when describing ye editor. 

The Mummers did it again. Improvement was shown. May we laud 
the exceptionally fine performance of the convict. 

From contributors we gather — ^Have you heard about the Senior 
boy, who was so infuriated when someone else gave his point in History 
that he got up and disputed it? (Ye editor thanks you.) 

More contributions — Have you noticed locker 513? We believe that 
this locker was inhabited by two members of '32 last year. They were 
Jeanette Hendin and Sylvia Stark. This year the locker is in the hands 
of two Junior ladies, one of whom, when she gets angry, is much worse 
than a Hon. 

We were recently approached by a very obnoxious young Freshman 
girl with the following request, "Won't you please wear a red tie? I 
beUeve it would bring out the color of your eyes." With a certain 
amount of deserved conceit we were quite flattered for awhile. We 
recently heard that this same request had been directed to about three or 
possibly more boys. We would appreciate it greatly if this very dis- 
tasteful individual would direct her attentions elsewhere. 

According to reports Miss Birdsong, Miss Frazee, and Dr. Aber- 
crombie entertained at Thanksgiving. Members of the faculty have 
been heard discussing these entertainments in such terms as to make all 
of us envious. 

Watch for the Senior Play of 1933. The Senior Class we are told 
will present the play of the year. Watch for tLs opening announce- 
ment of the premiere of "The Wedding" which will be offered on Feb- 
ruary 2nd. Keep this afternoon open. Dancing will follow the play. 
Roles will be filled by — but why should we tell you, come and see it. 
(Free Advt.) 

Are you foregoing that extra chocolate soda (why they pick on 
chocolate sodas is beyond us) and saving for the New York trip???? 


State Normal Varsity Basketball Schedule 

Friday, January 6th — ^E-town College; home; 8:00. 
Tuesday, January 10th — Wilson Teachers; away; 8:00. 
Tuesday, January 17th — Blue Ridge College; away; 8:00. 
Tuesday, January 24th — ^Wilson Teachers; home; 8:00. 
Friday, February 3rd — ^Frostburg Teachers; home; 8:00 (pending) 
Friday, February 10th — Wilson Teachers; away; 8:00. 
Tuesday, February 14th — Blue Ridge College; home; 8:00. 
Tuesday, February 21st — Gallaudet College; home; 8:00. 
Tuesday, February 28th — Ahxranx.; home; 8:00. 

Free Throws 

HELLO, basketball fans! The season is well under way and what 
a start Normal had! Elizabethtown College of Pennsylvania 
was the first opponent and the first victim. They were snowed 
under by a score of 53-27. Next in hne came Wilson Teachers' College 
of Washington and to tell the story without detail is simple. The score 
was 30-8 in favor of the "White and Gold." 

The next game was with American University of Washington and 
it was here that the worm turned. The A. U. team defeated Normal 
32-16 but it was a battle from start to finish. Catholic University 



(reputed to have a very strong team) defeated Normal by a score of 
28-22. This was just a "lucky break" for C. U. for the Normal drib- 
blers seemed to have their "eye" on everything but the basket on free- 
throws. The trip was hard on their eyes so you may expect a very good 
game when C. U. visits Normal for a return game. 

Gallaudet College increased our losing streak to three straight when 
they came out victorious in the 24-18 tussle. Then the losing streak 
ended. The Varsity Club, consisting of former Varsity members of this 
school, were defeated by the present Varsity 33-28. 

The leading scorers in order are: Rankin, Wheeler, and Matz. 
Don't miss the opportunity to come out to all home games! 

George Missel. 


NormaFs Natators 

DESPITE the cold- spell prevailing in and around Baltimore we find 
a few of the so-called "weaker sex" of Maryland State Normal 
School go swimming. This is not as bad as it might appear 
for the activity takes place in a well heated room at the Y.W.C.A. and 
although the water is mighty cold at first you get used to it if you 
keep moving. Then, too, the fun and the progress made under the 
supervision of Miss Daniels is worthwhile. The groups are so large, one 
uses the pool from 4:00 to 4:40 and the other from 4:45 to 5:30. The 
first group is composed of the beginners who are learning the backstroke, 
the sidestroke and such fundamentals as floating and treading water. 
The second group, of more advanced swimmers, is being taught the 
crawl, backcrawl, and diving. 

In this sport, as in all other electives, poinds are given for passing 
the following tests: Swimming the pool 13 times free style; 13 times 
crawl; 13 times backcrawl; one length of the pool doing the head carry; 
one length doing the cross chest carry, swimming the different strokes 
for form; doing three perfect dives from the side of the pool; three 
front dives, three back dives, and three of one type of fancy dive from 
the board; three surface dives; floating for one minute, and treading 
water one minute. For each of the above tests that is passed, two points 
are given to beginners and one to advanced swimmers. Ten points are 
given to each individual for the required attendance. Besides the regular 
school awards, special swimming awards are given, such as the "fish" for 



anyone having 20 points and the "expert swimmer's emblem" for anyone 
passing all the tests and having her attendance points. 

Last year meritorious work was done. Several of last year's begin- 
ners: Minnie Gomborov, Helen Stromberg, and Nelva Hobbs, now hold 
their own in the more advanced group. If you want to learn to swim, 
or to improve yoxir stroke, or just have a good time in a beneficial way — 
join "Normal's Natators" on Tuesdays at the "Y." 

Selma Tyser. 


Mrs. MacCallum Hopes to Establish 
School for Little Ones 

MR. and Mrs. Ian Crawford MacCallum and their two young sons, 
Masters Crawford John MacCallum and Spencer Heath McCal- 
lum, of New York City, arrived yesterday morning to spend 
some time as the house guests of Mrs. MacCallum's brother-in-law and 
sister, Mr. and Mrs. Irvan T. O'Connell, at their home on Greystone 

Mrs. MacCallum, who prior to her marriage some years ago was 
Miss Lucile Heath, is in Winchester primarily for the purpose of endeav- 
oring to establish a nursery school for children of pre-school age. This 
school would be chiefly for boys and girls from the ages of eighteen 
months through four years, and the course, which is interesting and 
instructive, would prepare them for the kindergarten course after that 

Mrs. MacCallum received a bachelor of arts and a master's degree 
from the teachers' college of Columbia University, and also spent some 
time at Johns Hopkins University, Baltimore, and the University of 
North CaroHna. Since receiving her master's degree and prior to her 
marriage she spent several years as a member of the faculties of Goucher 
College, Baltimore; the Maryland State Normal School, near Towson, 
Md.; the University of North Carolina, and the Eastern lUinois State 
Teachers' College. 

— ^From The Winchester Evening Star. 



An Adventure in Poetry 

THE following poems were written by the children of the 5B and 
5 A classes of Howard Park School, a first venture in verse writ- 
ing. Before creating poetry of their own the boys and girls of 
these grades enjoyed many deUghtful poems of Eugene Field and Robert 
Louis Stevenson, noticing as they read certain verse forms (although 
this was not stressed), vocabulary, and topics for poems. Both classes 
developed a rather long list of titles that these poems suggested, and 
yet, I was deUghted to see, few used them, preferring their own titles. 
There was no dearth of ideas. They were ready to write and teeming 
with themes from "Fish" to "Tea with the Fairies." One child called 
his poem "Pennsylvania," where he had spent, evidently, a memorable 

The approaching holiday made Hallowe'en poems inevitable, while 
still other ideas of interest dominated the choice of titles. The 5B had 
been studying about the culture of the East and had been more than 
interested in the colorful bazaars of this section. A number of children 
wrote with enthusiasm on the subject; indeed, enthusiasm and a desire 
to participate in the poetry writing, were marked in both classes. 

Eleanora L. Bowling, '28. 


Far away in foreign lands 
Thousands of different people stand 
Some in scarlet and some in gold 
And some kings so strong and bold 
Far away where cotton grows. 
Picked by thousands of negroes 
Away in Greenland the land of ice 
And far oflF China where grows the rice 
I am very sure that all you see 
"Would want to make you go with me. 

John Edmonston Leyhe, 5A. 




Tick tock, tick tock 

Goes the clock 
Singing this song all the day long 

Never a mistake has he made in his day. 
Always he ticks gladly away 

Tick tock tick tock. 

Rosemary Bunting, 5B. 

Now far far off 
And farther still 
Are lovely lands 
On plain and hill. 

These people are 

Of luxuries fond 

In their gardens are rose trees 

And a crystal pond. 

The mosque's carvings are fine 
The minarets tower tall 
Sweet smelling woods 
In the luxurious hall. 

Long bearded merchants 
Hundreds of wares 
Pottery, rugs, 
In the Arabs' care. 

Now homeward bound 
"We'll all set asail 
To tell others 
Of this wondrous tale. 

Janet Frederick, 5B. 




Just before Jack Frost steams the window 

He paints the trees red and yellow 

And ripens the corn and the apples mellow 

He gives us folks jtist one more chance 

To see fall's wonderful colors 

Before he spreads his blanket of gray 

Over the hills and woodlands away. 

Jeanne "Wirsing, 5A. 


October comes but once a year, 
Hallowe'en is drawing near, 
When the witches and the ghosts 
Dance around in merry hosts. 
Jack O'Lanterns' fiery eyes, 
Brighten up the darkening skies, 
Roaming around the streets are cats, 
On steeple tops hang the ugly bats. 

Jack "W. Darling, 5 A. 


In the yellow shining sun 

Lies a beautiful lily pond 

In the spring time of the year. 

Floating on the dimpling waters 

Are the snow white flowers; the water UUes. 

When on this pond there lie 
The little leaflets of the lilies 
How I wish that I could 
Sit upon those tiny leaves 
And take a ride across their sea. 

Lois Becker, 5A. 




I will tell you something strange 
But I must admit it's true 

Have you ever seen a copy cat 
I'll bet you've seen one! True? 

In the morning when the sun is up 
And in the afternoon 

I see a strange copy cat 
Doing everything I do. 

When I jump, he jumps, 
When I play; he plays, too. 

I wish that nuisance copy cat 
Would find somebody new. 

Nancy Lee Shirley, 5B. 


In the crooked streets of Bagdad 
There are costly wares for sale 
Rubies and diamonds and carpets 
With silk in the bale. 

The Arab and the Persian 
Are crying aloud the wares 
Sugar and sweet smelling wood 
And spices that are very rare. 

The camels are plodding in caravans 
With heavy loads on their backs 
Families are coming from East and West 
With fortunes in their sacks. 

Carlisle A., 5B. 


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four, five runs on that hit. No wonder the scores of some games nin 
something Hke 403-221 or even 735-427 et cetera . 

Imagine going to enjoy a ball game and taking your breakfast, 
dinner, supper, and bed with you — because some of the games last four 
days or more, don't you know. 


If you cannot beg, borrow, or steal that $700, take a trip to our 
own Druid Hill Park and witness a cricket match. Ab-so-lute-ly — there 
is a group of colored Englishmen who play there every evening during 
the summer months. Not only will you learn some fine points of the 
game but you will probably develop an English accent. If you do 
decide to go to Druid Hill and watch these colored gentlemen perform, 
see me and I shall explain some of the common expressions used. 

The most common ones are: 

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Fawncy that a hit 

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3' A 



The Tower Light 

lUatyland State Uovmal School 
at Towson 

T a W S a N , MB. 



Tribute to Professor Newell 3 

Notes Concerning Lizette Woodworth Reese 4 

Founders Day Program 8 

Significant Educational Progress 9 

An Appreciation 11 

Rings as Love Tokens 12 

This Romance Situation — ^A Prelude to Oblivion. ... 13 

Romance in Modern Times 14 

Buttons, Rats, and Whalebones 15 

Poetry 17 

A Study of Transportation 18 

The Relation of Science to Life 20 

The Greatest of These Is Enthusiasm 23 

Our Thanksgiving Turkeys 24 

Tony Sarg's Parade 25 

Now We Are Six 26 

A Normal Stage Invention 28 

Teacher Training in Hamburg 30 

AssembUes 32 

School News 34 

Sports 41 

Jokes 45 

Advertisements 46 

The Tower Light 

Vol. VI FEBRUARY, 1933 No. 5 

A Tribute to Professor Newell 

Just, liberal was this man, 

And held his work so high. 

It brought a touch of opulence 

To every word and to each act of his, 

Sure of his dreams as of himself. 

Sure of himself as of his dreams, 

He kept a steadfast track. 

Nor swerved from what was just and Hberal. 

As seers and shepherds do. 

He saw a strangeness in the sky: 

He saw a cloudy structure towering up. 

Between the clods and stars; 

Cloudy but fair, and with a look 

As though it leapt to sound of trumpeting. 

And year by year he watched this towered thing 

Between the stars and clods, 

Gave it his heart; blood, all his hopes. 

His visions of a wise and nourishing state. 

His confidence in plain and splendid men; 

Would it not grow, because of need and love? 

"Would it not last, because of love and need? 

It grew; it lasted; ours is it this day. 

Soon, all too soon, 

The Master went about a greater task; 

The staflf dropped from the Shepherd's hand; 

The Dreamer, done with dreaming, fell asleep. 



Notes Concerning Lizette Woodworth 


IiZETTE Woodworth Reese, Baltimore's beloved woman poet, began 
life in the village of Waverly, Baltimore County, Maryland. She 
■^ had two sisters, one of them her twin, with whom she spent much 
time racing through the lovely gardens and fields along the York Road. 

Lizette was but a child at the time of the Civil War, Between 
the Blue forces and the Gray, she was ground between two millstones of 

The war over. Miss Reese now went to teach in St. John's Parish 
School. She was eager, dreamy, and fond of young people. She says 
herself that she thinks she had a gift of authority. Her first poem was 
inspired by an old building on her way home from school. She called 
it "The Deserted House." After spending weeks in writing it, she took 
it to the editor of the Southern Magazine who published it in June, 

For this poem she received no remuneration, but the mere thought 
of having her work published proved immensely encouraging to the 
young writer. 

Miss Reese found composition a diflScult task; she thought quickly, 
and the picture in her mind was clear, but to express herself was a 
different matter. 

In 1876, when she was twenty, she went to teach in an English- 
German school in Baltimore. Here she taught half the day in English 
and half in German. The following year she became teacher of litera- 
ture in a high school for negroes and remained there, pleased with her 
work, for four years. 

In 1901, she went to Western High School of Baltimore, where 
she remained for twenty years. She was loved by every girl who ever 
came under her teachings. She filled in her leisure time with a flow of 
poetry about all that touched her heart or stirred her imagination. Thirty- 
three poems she embodied in "A Branch of May," published in the spring 
of 1887. To her surprise she received most laudatory press notices, and 
was so happy and encouraged by them that she hastened to read them 
aloud to her mother, who, however, would not give her all the praise she 
wanted, fearing that she might become conceited and in consequence 
strive less earnestly in the future. 

In 1891, Miss Reese published her next book, "A Handful of Lav- 
ender," which included the poems in "A Branch of May." Her next 
book, "A Quiet Road," was published in 1896. 


In introducing the poetess, Mr. Mencken said that Miss Reese had 
been one of his enthusiasms since the days of his first reading of books. 
"One hears from mathematicians that she is seventy-five years old, but 
the figures are quite meaningless — she is really the youngest among us, 
and she will never grow old. 'White April' is as thoroughly young in 
every way — as simple, as artless, as honest, and as lovely — as a branch 
of May." 

At this gathering four of Miss Reese's sonnets, which had been set 
to music, were sung. These were "April Weather," "Cry of Rachel," 
"Miracle," and "Spring Ecstasy." Miss Reese in 1931 received a literary 
degree, conferred by Goucher College. 

"The York Road," a book of prose by Miss Reese, published in the 
fall of 1931, is a book of old Baltimore, with this famous old thorough- 
fare as the setting. "So thoroughly familiar is Miss Reese with this old 
lane that even her prose fairly sings a song of itself under her pen. A 
quiet beauty which no other could express in just her way, is set forth 
to delight the eye of the reader and the soul of the poet. Descriptions 
that take us not only back to 'A Victorian Village,' but which bring 
us up with a jerk to face the things of today are related. And York 
Road is still York Road." (Maryland "Women, by N. H. Luckett.) 

The uneventful serenity of Lizette Woodworth Reese's long life is 
reflected in the eloquent simplicity of her verse. She has drawn from 
her years such poems as come from the adventures of her inner life, a 
life wherein the dominant delights are the beauties of the Maryland 
countryside, and the study of her fellows. 

In "A Branch of May" she adopted the terse style which has ever 
since been characteristic of her. It was a singular style for those sen- 
timental days; but Miss Reese anticipated the change which was to give 
us poetry of more honest values. She is always sure of what she has to 
say and has an unshakable devotion to certain standards of style. 

Her work has a serene distinction that is rare in her period. It 
has never been exploited or noisily praised by those who set literary 
fashions, but it has been deeply and quietly loved by poets and true 
lovers of poetry. Her feminine tenderness is a prevailing power in all 
of her best work and particularly in her famous, and incidentally her 
first sonnet, "Tears." 

In the Baltimore Sun of November 22, 1920, there was a clipping 
which said that "Tears" has been accepted by students of literature 
throughout the country as one of the ten most perfect and noble son- 
nets in the English language. 


She brought out "A Wayside Lute" in 1909. In this was her 
best loved poem "Tears," which ten years later was published in Scrib- 
ner's Magazine. The cheque for "Tears" arrived on the day her father 
died. "Spicewood" came out in 1920, and "Wild Cherry" in 1923. 

In 1921, Miss Reese gave up her post at the Western High School 
after having taught continuously for forty-five years. On May IJ, 
1923, the school unveiled a bronze tablet inscribed with the poem "Tears" 
— one of the most famous sonnets written by an American. Miss Reese 
was deeply touched by this tribute. 

"Selected Poems" was published in 1926 and the following year 
appeared "Little Henrietta," the story of a tragedy of her early years 
when a small cousin died at the age of six. 

At the age of nearly seventy-five, she published her reminiscences 
under the title of "A Victorian Village," and on her seventy-fifth birth- 
day the Poetry Society of Maryland met to do her honor. On this 
occasion, Henry L. Mencken, Editor of the American Mercury, paid the 
following tribute to Miss Reese: "She is one of the imperishable glories 
of American letters, and she is the most distinguished woman who has 
ever lived in this town (Baltimore) ." Miss Reese, on this occasion, read 
selections from "A Victorian Village" and "White April." 

Miss Reese, with her exquisite refinement of thought and feeling, 
her delicate and perfect phrasing, and her sensitive and lyrical response 
to the beautiful things of earth has ceased to be of any great use to the 
heralds of publicity. 

In the Outlook of March 12, 1924, David Morgan says that her 
sonnets have faultless technique, sensitive and delicate phrasing, passion 
restrained, yet flowing, and the element of repose which we associate 
with the finest art when it has fused jagged experience into a perfect 
and significant entity. 

It is inevitable that her poems should have something of the delib- 
eration of box hedges. In her lonely days she has learned to love the 
bordered paths, the beds of lavender, the poplar trees against the sky. 
Miss Reese is close enough to the earth to have its healthy sweetness, but 
her poetry, like her garden, has been set out and trimmed. It never 
opens effortlessly in the grass. It is the view from the front window. 

There is a certain quality in Miss Reese's poems, a quaintness, an 
elder grace, that is wholly unique. It is the union of theme, phrase- 
ology, and atmosphere. Miss Reese's poems are not to be analyzed, they 
are to be felt; that, too, is the creed of her song. 

Philosophies, fashions, innovations, movements, concern her not at 
all; her poetry is bare of social interpretations, problems. Miss Reese 


thrives within her narrow borders. Her verse is at home behind clipped 
hedges, among Belleek teacups and delicate Sevres. There is lucidity, 
almost a translucence, in her poems. To be rare and quaint without 
being fantastic, to have swift — conceiving fancy that turns into poetry 
the nearby things that many overlook — that is Miss Reese's gift. 

Elizabeth Stumpf, 1932. 


Brown, Sharon: Poetry of Our Times, Scott, Foresman and Co., 
N. Y. 1928. 

Luckett, Margie H.: Maryland Women, Baltimore 1931. 

Reese, Lizette W.: A Victorian Village, Farrar and Rhinehart, N. Y. 

Reese, Lizette W.: The York Road, Farrar and Rhinehart, N. Y. 

Reese, Lizette "W.: Selected Poems, George H. Doran Co., N. Y. 

Reese, Lizette "W.: A Handful of Lavender, Houghton, Mifflin and 
Co., N. Y. 1891. 

Reese, Lizette W.: Wild Cherry, Norman Remington Co., Balti- 
more 1923. 

Rittenhouse, Jessie B.: The Younger American Poets, Little, Brown 
and Co., Boston 1918. 

Untermyer, Louis: American Poetry Since 1900, Henry Holt and 
Co., N. Y. 1923. 

Wilkinson, M.: Contemporary Poetry, Macmillan Co., N. Y. 1925. 

The Baltimore Sun — November 22, 1920. 

Outlook— March 12, 1924. 

The New Republic — ^August 25, 1926. 



The Sixty-seventh Founders Day 


Presiding — Mr. Frank Purdum, President of the Alumni Association 
Marche Pontificale Gounod 


Lord God of Abraham, from "EUjah" Mendelssohn 


Invocation Reverend Richard "W. Wickes 

Pastor of Calvary Baptist Church, Towson 

Gloria Patri Palestrina 


Omnipotence Schubert 

Glee Club 

Remarks Miss Lida Lee Tall 


Address Dr. Joseph S. Ames 

President of the Johns Hopkins University 

Address Mr. Joseph L. Wheeler 

Librarian of the Enoch Pratt Free Library 

Chorus — ^Finlandia Sibelius 

Student Body 

Poem Miss Lizette Wood\s70rth Reese 

Founders Day Hymn Barnby 


Ahna Mater School Song 

Student Body and Audience 

Benediction Reverend Henry B. Lee 

Pastor of Trinity Church, Towson 



Significant Educational Progress 

THE school has reached its sixty-seventh birthday. We celebrated 
Founders Day, Sunday, January 15, 1933. "We have come a long 
way since January 15, 1866, when the school was opened in Red 
Men's Hall on Paca Street. When the Legislature of 1865 provided 
through an act for a unified system of public schools in the State of 
Maryland, this act made it "one of the duties of the State Board of 
Education to organize a State Normal School for the instruction and 
practice of teachers of public schools, in the science of education, the 
art of teaching, and the mode of governing schools." 

Eleven students were present to start the school on January 15, but 
before June 8, 1866, forty-eight names were on roll. The first course 
was only six months long. Throughout the years, standards have been 
raised so that the course is now three years long, but the goals of that 
first administration remain very much the same to this day. I quote 
from the first catalogue write-up signed by M. A. Newell, the principal: 

"The science of education is still in its infancy. The faculty of 
the Normal School disclaim all intention of making teachers to order, or 
pronouncing in every instance which is the right way of teaching every 
subject, or of deciding in every case the proper method of dealing with 
all the practical difficulties of the school room. Their aim is not to 
convert into pedants and martinets, but to call into the liveliest exercises 
the peculiar talents of every individual and to bring these talents under 
the direction of a sound philosophy, to impress upon their students that 
the cultivation of the intellectual powers is only part of a teacher's work. 
The physical well-being of the scholar is entrusted to the teacher during 
school hours, and as far as he can control it after school hours; and 
the laws of health are as necessary to be taught as the laws of gram- 
mar. The conscience needs the guiding hand of the teacher as well as 
the reason. The duties of the child to society, to his country, and his 
God, need to be explained and enforced, as well as his duties to his 
teachers and parents." 

Progress in education, because of its nature, must of necessity be a 
slow growth; so it was not until 1910 when Professor William Bagley 
made the Missouri Survey that the United States generally adopted the 
professional slogan of a trained teacher in every classroom. 

Two significant events related to teacher training, and the building 
up of literacy in the State happened within two decades after the Nor- 
mal School was established; in 1875, the Johns Hopkins University was 
opened; and in 1886 the Enoch Pratt Free Public Library was established. 
Mr. Newell, watching these two events from the point of view of teacher 


training, made significant references to them in his annual reports. I 
quote as follows: 


"The Johns Hopkins University began its work of instruction on 
the 5 th of October, 1875, and on the 22nd of November there were 
reported to be in attendance — graduate students, 24; undergraduates, 24; 
special students, 11; fellows, 20 ... . On the whole the people of 
Maryland may congratulate the trustees on having made an auspicious 
beginning .... The University does not commit itself at present 
to details." 

"One institution of the highest grade we do need and can help to 
support. Such an institution we shall have in the Johns Hopkins Uni- 
versity .... If a pupil enters the Primary School at six years, the 
academy at twelve, and the College at fifteen, he will be ready for the 
University at nineteen, or at eighteen . . . . " 


"Aims of the University: 

1. Opportunities to study beyond the ordinary courses of a col- 
lege or scientific school. 

2. The obligation is implied, if not expressed in the deed of trust, 
to make the University available to the young men of Maryland for 
systematic instruction in the higher branches of learning .... 

3. To encourage a general interest in literary and scientific subjects 
by means of afternoon lectures, open to educated citizens of Baltimore 
under simple regulations . . . . 200 lectures delivered during past 
year to audiences varying in size from 45 to 195 persons .... I am 
particularly grateful for the help given to the teachers and some of the 
advanced students of the State Normal School who attended Professor 
Martin's Course of Lectures on Physiology with laboratory practice (in- 
volving the constant use of the microscope) . 

4. Other aims. The encouragement of original research in litera- 
ture and science." 

"Courses of instruction were also given in elocution and in free- 
hand and mechanical drawing. 

"The library is daily increasing in size and at present contains 
30,000 volumes collected at a cost of $63,635." Later Hbrary reports 

"1,000 periodicals, including the publications of all the leading 
scientific societies of the world." 




"The educational history of the year would be very incomplete, if 
no mention were made of the Enoch Pratt Free Library, which was 
incorporated at the last General Assembly and opened to the public on 
the day before the meeting of the present General Assembly, January 4, 
1886. The amount expended on this magnificent enterprise is $1,145,- 
833.33. Of this sum $833,333.33 is given to the city of Baltimore, 
which contracts on its part to pay over annually to the trustees of the 
library $50,000. The remainder of the total amount mentioned has 
been expended in the erection of the central library building ($250,000) 
and the four branch Hbraries ($50,000) with the exception of a cash 
balance of $12,500. Baltimore may well be grateful for the grand 
benefactions conferred on her citizens by George Peabody, Johns Hopkins 
and Enoch Pratt. The closing words of Mr. Pratt's brief presentation 
speech are well worth being repeating here: 'Now in the hope of 
God's blessing, I hand it over to you, expecting you will foster, protect 
and increase it, that its beneficent influences may be for the benefit of 
the present and all future generations as long as our beloved city of 
Baltimore shall exist. My work is finished. I am satisfied.' " 

That over a period of twenty years the far-seeing principal of this 
Normal School should be reporting to the Governor of our State signifi- 
cant related events that affected teacher-training, can have but one great 
significance and this is that he wrought well and knew how to bring 
about desirable and permanent growth in the schools and the school chil- 
dren of this State. Lizette Woodworth Reese's poem, printed on another 
page of this issue of The Tower Light, is a great tribute to a great man. 

LroA Lee Tall. 

An Appreciation 

I attended the Founders Day Program, Sunday, January 15, 1933. 
The service was very lovely and the music furnished by Miss Weyforth 
and the students certainly helped to make it an inspiring thing. I 
especially enjoyed hearing "Omnipotence." It reminded me of the 
Founders Day service two years ago when it was given as a solo; yes- 
terday was the first time I had ever heard it in a chorus rendition. It 
was done very well. 

I always enjoy coming back to Normal School so very much. 


Elizabeth Hartje. 



Love Song 

When great winds rise up and sweep through the night 

I must be out running 

Somewhere, on a hill; 

Not just watching — 

Listening — 

White and still. 

It is always when great winds swirl and cry out, 

They bid me find you, 

To run with me and feel 

The mad, wild ecstasy that we knew well 

As children, who hand in hand 

Raced the wind's swell. 

And I who ran with you, free, 
A child long ago. 

Must come and call you now, again, 
When great winds blow. 

I must be out running. 
Somewhere, on a hill. 
Not just hstening, — 
Waiting, — 
Lonely and still! 

M. A. D. 

Rings as Love Tokens 

THE use of the betrothal or engagement ring originated among the 
Jews. The wedding and engagement ring were worn on the third 
finger of the left hand because it was once popularly but erroneously 
thought that a vein ran directly from that finger to the heart, thus both 
heart and hand are offered together. 

The Roman ladies wore engagement rings as a sign that a contract 
would be filled. Gold wedding rings date from the fifth century A.D. 
There is a perfectly good reason why all married women wear wed- 
ding rings. Originally, men owned their wives; a wife was a slave. 
Chains or heavy rings were put on the neck and body of a slave to show 
possession. As time went on the man invented something which had 
the same meaning and so would indicate their state! Is the wedding 
ring still a symbol of ownership? 

Ruth Curley, Freshman V. 



This Romance Situation — ^A Prelude to 


BEFORE I go to join the past I feel that I should Uke to leave behind 
the memory of a practically forgotten period in the history of 
Normal School. A few other doddering Seniors like myself may 
remember with me — and mourn the passing of Romance. 

The most startling change that has taken place in recent years is 
that the halls of Normal are no longer filled with couples whose very 
looks at each other drip hearts and roses. No — the halls are compara- 
tively deserted. 

Once more faculty members have no tax on their consciences — for 
there are no situations to be winked at. Benches are not used — except 
as a temporary dumping place for books. There are no tales of school 
Romance to be whispered about. 

The more human of the student body go about with a haunted, 
or is it a hunted, look in their eyes. Vague threats of lynching are 
murmured about. Over all hangs a gigantic pall — the threat of a 
"Romance Column." 

A girl thinks twice before even saying a simple "Good morning" 
to a boy. What a startling commentary just the use of the terms "a 
girl" and "a boy" is on the change of the times. There was a time 
when "we" and "them" were used freely, (cf. Glossary for meaning 
of these now obsolete expressions.) 

Relax and let me reconstruct for you the halcyon days. 

The halls were filled with a babble of boy and girl voices. Benches 
were occupied for hours at a stretch by couples whose mutual adoration 
was a source of constant embarrassment to stray faculty members, who 
coming suddenly upon such couples were necessarily forced to remember 
similar incidents in their own far past. Faculty meetings buzzed and 
seethed with refined indignation at such unprofessional goings on. 

In those days the glen was not a place where one went with Miss 
Medwedeflf on a field trip. It was a place designed by the gods to 
encourage Romance — artfully designed, I should say, what with its 
twisted paths, deep woods and trestle, so convenient to lean against. 
Every spring, couples took to hunting Jack in the Pulpit and violets 
in a big way. 

And the nurseries — students developed intense interest in horticul- 
ture — and what better place for horticulturists to go is there? 



Ah, yes, you lovers (?) from this age of speed and technocracy! 
We knew Romance. Waste no more time on our dream past. Get 
you back to your library, which now is used; to your assemblies which 
no one "cuts;" to your highly organized committees and to your units. 
That's your speed — ours is forgotten. 

GLOSSARY (obs.) 

couple — a boy and girl having sentimental feelings toward each other. 
we — very personal pronoun; used by couples, 
them — referring to other couples. 

Genevieve Forrer Shules. 

Romance in Modem Times 

Romance, according to Webster's new Standard Dictionary, is as 
follows: "A work of fiction, or adventure; novel; fable; to 
- invent and tell fictitious stories; exaggerate; lie" — and so the defi- 
nition of "romance," modern or prehistoric, holds good — always the elab- 
orate embelHshment of one's sentiments for the opposite sex. 

Romance, to the moderns, has become something of a joking affair 
— scoffed at, rather than indulged in. That's what they tell you. In 
the vernacular of the moderns a girl is "very swellish." Instead of 
being adoringly gazed upon, she is taken into the field of action and 
licked in a tennis game, and then gloated over, or allowed to sit in the 
cheering section and root for the hero while he adoringly "shows off" 
for his fair one. A modern damsel clamors to hear an ardent admirer 
(or the ardently admired) proclaim her the "keenest swimmer he knows," 
a "plenty good" horseback rider, or a "dancer and a half." Thus the 
modern youth proclaims his affection for the lady of his heart. That is 
romance in modern terms. Exaggeration? Of course! Lies? We hope 
not, but we are afraid of it, and so in accepting these compliments with 
the true delicacy of a modern, the lady of his heart answers, "You have 
an awful line, but I love it." 

The romance of yesterday differs greatly in subject matter. The 
retiring, coy young lady played the piano "like the angels of heaven," 
sewed "like his own mother," and cooked "food fit for the gods." Her 
hair was like spun gold, her eyes as blue as the heavens, her voice like a 
silver bell — all different terms, but the same tone of voice. But our 
mother didn't tell our father that he was lying and she knew it — heavens, 
no! She merely drooped her eyes and blushed becomingly. 



Perhaps the main difference between the romance of yesteryear and 
romance in modern terms is that nowadays the brave, outspoken young 
thing refuses to let the gentleman go "unsquelched." Rather, she glories 
in her ability to let him know exactly "where he gets off." Romance 
began in the Garden of Eden, and Eve probably took Adam's exhorta- 
tions with the same grains of salt that the moderns use. Blue skies, 
silver stars, golden hair, heavenly moonlight, sweet as the flowers, or a 
"corking good" tennis game! No matter what the medium, it's still 
romance — adventure, exaggeration, Hes. Yes, but it lives on forever and 
ever — the glorification of the human soul. 

E. Lassell Rittenhouse, 1931. 

Buttonsj Rats, and Whalebones 

Arthur Shapiro, Junior III 

IT is said that "the first spiritual want of a barbarous man is decora- 
tion." This statement in itself is true, but there might be added 
the phrase "of woman." 

Woman has through time immemorial bedecked herself to attract 
man and his praises. Most persons know the styles of past ages and appre- 
ciate them, but it is the styles of yesteryear not far removed that arouse 
chuckles and whole-hearted mirth. 

It so happened that I accidentally came in contact with some pic- 
tures of past graduating classes of our fair institution — classes that had 
left our portals of learning before the advent of the twentieth century. 
The styles of the clothes of the women in these pictures actually struck 
my seat of humor. 

There v/ere enough pictures to cover a period of about twenty years 
and the styles, as they changed, were clearly evident. The oldest style 
was the Mother Hubbard — a sacky sort of thing with openings for the 
arms and head. How this garment did enhance the beauties of "our 
darling Nell!" Those were the days of men with nimble wits, for no 
one knew what charms or detriments lay enshrouded by that homely 



As styles will, the next step forward was to the other extreme: the 
Victorian tight bodices that emphasized various and sundry contours. 
(This period was the hey-day of the bustle also, but since all photos 
open to my observation were front views, I have no comments to make 
upon this feature.) The skirt, in this era, was draped, as the front drop 
of a modern theatre, across the front (and I surmise, the back also), and 
trailed and trailed — the best bacteria incubator then known. This period 
was well studded with buttons — ^big buttons and little buttons, fat but- 
tons and skinny buttons, dull buttons and shiny buttons (will somebody 
stop me?). Buttons, buttons — from the white ruflF at the neck almost 
to the knees they marched in endless splendor — big buttons and little 
buttons, fat buttons and (w-h-o-a-!). 

Then came the leg-o'-mutton sleeve. There is nothing remarkable 
to our eyes about that because this aristocrat of the last century has 
come calling at our door. With this style, though, plaids and stripes 
made their debut. One girl in one of the classes wore a dress of this 
type; the design of the gown was strikingly familiar. Do you recall — 
stripes running around and around and around? 

Nothing else stood out strikingly in the women's costumes. But 
you should see those men! Four buttons on their coats, buttoned high- 
top shoes with knobbed toes, gates-ajar collars, flowing four-in-hands. 
Some of the more devastating macaronis wore long, flowing, handle-bar- 
like "soup strainers." I wonder just how old these specimens were. 
(The most we can coax up around here is a thin stubble that evokes 
"Why don't you wash your upper Hp?" from fellow students.) 

Excepting the stiff poses this crowd effected, there is nothing else 
in these photographs that would evoke laughter. 

"What will future classes say of our class pictures, etc., when they 
see them — when styles have again changed? We are as putty in Dame 
Fashion's hands. Selah! 

God conceived the world, that was poetry; 

He formed it, that was sculpture; 

He colored it, that was painting; 

He peopled it with living beings; that was the Grand, Divine, Eternal 

Charlotte Cushman. 



The Wind 


What is it I faintly hear 

Creeping cautiously up the valley 

Passing softly through the branches of the oak tree? 


It's the wind. 

It's growing nearer. 

I feel the breeze grow stronger on my cheek. 

It's close upon me now and cold as ice could be. 


Hear it whistling in the treetops. 

Hear it singing around the door. 

Feel its breath coming up through the old board floor. 

But ... . 

The sounds grow fainter. 

The house stops shaking. 

The wind is softly and carelessly 

Returning to the peaceful valley. 

The Day 

Crawling, sneaking, creeping. 
While the city lay a-sleeping, 
Came the fog. 

Pouring, dashing, streaming. 
While the city lay a-dreaming. 
Came the rain. 

Flashing, dazzling, breaking, 
While the city was a-waking, 
Came the sun. 

A. WiLHELM, Junior IV. 


A Study of Transportation for Third Grade 

Lyda Hutson 

As we worked on the various articles we found we needed brushes, 
paint, and cambric. One group went to the store, found that 
- they had to know how to multiply by three to find the cost of 
three brushes, add, to find the cost of brushes, paint, and cambric, sub- 
tract, to find how much change they should get from a dollar. They 
saw need for learning the four fundamentals of the third grade, addition 
with carrying, subtraction with borrowing, multiplication and division 
by 2, 3, 4, 5. 

These children, with the exception of one child, had done no con- 
struction work other than drawing single pictures, and drawing, cutting, 
and pasting for community pictures. This one wove a rug. Therefore 
we began with the whole class drawing pictures of their summer trips, 
from which evolved the drawing of pictures of vehicles used long ago 
and now, and transferring these to large paper for the movie. A few 
who finished and wanted something else to do began to make a covered 
wagon. When we returned from the station a group began to make a 
station with ticket office, bulletin board, Savarin Restaurant, barber shop, 
baggage room. When we returned from the trip to the wharf and air- 
port, each group drew some picture, a wall picture of the harbor, an 
airplane, a sailboat, a stage coach. As the covered wagon developed, the 
need arose for cover, horses, and occupants, so other children took these 
over. Of course, the movie pictures had to be shown in a machine, so 
three boys made one, and three girls sewed the curtain. 

The children have gained many things through this study. I shall 
not enumerate all the outcomes in knowledges, habits, skills, and atti- 
tudes, for they can all be found in our own Course of Study; but I 
shall merely state the ones that I consider most important for this par- 
ticular class. The children have become deeply interested in reference 
reading, daily bringing in books from the Pratt Library, books from 
home, articles copied in note books, and many pictures. These pictures 
they arranged on a screen bulletin, learning thereby order, balance, and 
organization. Besides, twelve children have joined the Pratt Library 
since our study began. One boy brought the information that the first 
railroad built in the United States was in Massachusetts but that steam 
was not used; another found who was President at that time; another 
brought written information about James Watt; another of Robert Ful- 
ton. Another, who brought two of Burton Holmes' books, with book- 


marks at each important topic, showed the pictures to the class and ex- 
plained each one. Another brought pamphlets, "The World and Its Peo- 
ple," with all important places marked, and put them on the library 
table for the children's reference. So a start has been made toward 
building the habit of using leisure time wisely. A beginning has been 
made toward developing appreciation of people and their work, both at 
home and abroad. 

The California "Guide to Child Development," published in 1930 
by the State Board of Education, in evaluating an activity, asks this 
question: "Will it lead into other profitable activities?" The answer is: 
"This study can easily lead to new fields of interest." "What are the 
people like in the countries to which boats and airplanes go?" can readily 
lead to the study of Japan: how the people Hve, eat, sleep, dress, occupy 
their time, travel, study, and communicate with others. It can lead to 
the beautiful in their lives as well as the useful; for example, the music, 
literature, recreation, songs and dances, holidays and festivals. Through 
the travel by camel we may learn the life of the desert and the early 
Hebrew people. The children's natural interest can thus be easily used 
to help them discover important relationships and gain knowledge and 
appreciation of man's past and present, not only in America, but of 
foreign peoples as well. 


I love the little church 

That stands upon the hill, 
I love the little schoolhouse 

With its flowery window sill, 
I love the little cottage 

That's close beside the wood, 
I love them all so dearly, 

And I'll tell you why I should. 
Because the httle church 

Is a beacon on the hill. 
Because the little schoolhouse 

Is a milestone if you will. 
Because the little cottage 

Where the toilers homeward trod. 
All are builders — 

They are building men for God. 

Author Unknown. 


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The Relation of Science to Life 

EVERY thinking person seems convinced that we are Uving in a 
period of transition that is more sweeping than any that pre- 
ceded it. 
In the Renaissance, traditional ideas and prejudices were mightily- 
challenged by science, by invention and by exploration. An intellectual 
"wind" arose and blew many mental cobwebs away. Much deep and 
clear thinking was done. This resulted not long afterwards in mighty 
changes in social, economic and political institutions; changes which 
have endured till now. 

In this twentieth century, the intellectual wind has been stirred up 
again and has assumed whirlwind proportions. This is particularly true 
in the field of science. 



Science has been roughly classified as first, pure science; and second, 
applied science. Pure science is interested in getting at a better under- 
standing of nature just for the sake of understanding. Applied science 
is interested in finding ways of putting science to work. 

Hardly had the physicist working in "pure" science worked out 
the laws of electro magnetic waves than the applied scientists, inventors 
and engineers, put such findings to work in the vacuum tubes of a radio. 

As fast as a bacteriologist isolates a new disease germ, men in med- 
ical science use this organism to produce a substance which will protect 
one from the disease organism and its poisons. 

New discoveries in pure science are not only passed on very rapidly 
through industry and medicine, but also through the multiplication of 
textbooks and journals, of popularized accounts in the newspapers, maga- 
zines and over the radio. Thus, the intelligent and alert layman out of 
school, as well as students, may get a very fair idea of recent researches 
in science. 

Such rapid dissemination of scientific knowledge is peculiar to the 
present. To a great extent this has added to the safety and enjoyment 
of life. But the relation between science and life activities is not alto- 
gether a beneficial one. 

This is not due to any inherent defect in science itself. It is due 
rather to the moral and social inertia of human nature. Man has had 
great power put into his hands through increased ease of communica- 
tion, transportation and production. This has put the power of wealth 
at the disposal of unscrupulous and unsocial men as well as in the hands 
of those more considerate socially. 

Man has changed very little as a social being in the thousands of 
years since he came up from savagery. He prides himself on having be- 
come quite humanitarian. He has modified child labor and cruelty to 
defectives and delinquents. He has tried to safeguard the safety of 
persons and of property. But this civilization has only scratched the 
surface of human nature, for comparatively few traditions of fairness 
to the helpless have been established. The whole drama of correct human 
relationships is still to be worked out. Man's moral and social develop- 
ment lags far behind his intellectual development. 

This is due, in large part, to the fact that people have not fully 
realized the importance of education in the home and in the school as a 
means of improving character, nor have those who do realize that char- 
acter is educable always used the best technique for building up char- 
acter in themselves and in those who come under their influence. As a 
result, the gaps between scientific knowledge — the understanding of the 



workings of the physical world and of huipan nature — and social con- 
duct is constantly becoming greater. 

The discoveries in physics have been applied by inventors to the 
perfection of machines that take away the jobs of the working man. 
The discoveries in chemistry have been used to make war more frightful. 
The scientists have made it possible for the farmer to produce more and 
better field crops and animal products. 

The temporary inflation of farm prices during the war caused the 
price of land to rise to fantastic figures. Many farmers sold their land 
at these unduly high prices to others who took on mortgages for large 
amounts of money. Others, thinking the boom prices would last, mort- 
gaged their land and invested in expensive equipment or spent lavishly 
for luxuries. 

When deflation came, it came first in agriculture. The farmers 
with large quantities of products could not sell them for a sufl&cient 
amount to cover both the cost of production and interest on their mort- 
gages. The cost of the war entailed large increases in taxes which added 
to the farmer's load. 

Selfishness and greed in powerful groups in industry succeeded in 
getting tariflf walls raised that almost destroyed international trade in 
raw materials. Prices of protected manufactured commodities were made 
very high for the farmer. At the same time his purchasing power 
approached the vanishing point. This meant that consumption of man- 
ufactured goods was cut in half. Half of the industrial workers were 
no longer needed and were thrown out of employment. Soon, the unem- 
ployed ceased to become consumers of manufactured goods and more men 
were thrown out of work. 

Another indication of lack of principle in business men was shown 
when corporations and so-called investment companies brought about 
inflation by unduly expanding' their credit and by over-capitalizing their 
business to a point where it could no longer earn the interest on their 
bonds and shares. Their losses were passed on through the ignorant, 
though greedy, private investor. 

The bursting of the bubble blown up so fantastically by dishon- 
esty and greed has caused and is causing untold suffering to millions of 
people. Agriculture is almost paralyzed. The loss of purchasing power 
has spread in an ever-widening circle. 

Now, people are just beginning to realize the social consequence of 
unsocial attitudes. The necessity for integrity, for fair play and for a 
social conscience in individuals is coming home to thinking and hard- 
pressed people. 



If this dawning realization of the importance of good character in 
private and public life could be stimulated as has the search for pure 
knowledge by scientists and as has the apphcation of new knowledge in 
industry, a state of equilibrium between knowledge and conduct could 
be reached. 

This is worth working for. The young educators who get such a 
vision in the Normal School can be a power for good that is comparable 
to the power of the research scientist in the quest for knowledge. 

Minnie V. Medwedeff. 

The Greatest of These is "Enthusiasm" 

So many times in the few months I have been teaching, people have 
asked me this question, "Would you rather teach or go to school?" 
Sometimes I would give most anything to be back in Normal and 
then again on the days when I feel I have helped the children in the 
improvement of their minds and characters, when I feel that I have 
given them a desire for higher and better things, I oflfer a little prayer 
of thankfulness because I have selected such an inspiring work. 

I can truthfully say that I know of no place in the world where 
such interesting work is to be found. Different beings, each and every 
one, all to be helped and guided in a different way! Does it require 
work? Yes, but when the results are good, the labor and time you 
have given are not even thought about. 

May I just give an example of the results of children being enthu- 
siastic? Holidays always make children happy. They do so many things 
and enjoy so many pleasures that they are just bubbling over with things 
to tell about. The day after the Thanksgiving Holidays we talked in 
our sixth grade English class about unusual and interesting ways in which 
we had spent our vacation. Then we decided to record these experiences 
on paper. Some children wrote imaginary accounts of the holidays, 
others realistic happenings. The following stories were some of the 
results of our lesson, first in oral and then in written composition. 
The first story is an imaginary one, the second is realistic. Does it pay 
to be enthusiastic? The following compositions and similar ones which 
I have not sent in, say over and over again, "Yes, decidedly, yes." 



Our Thanksgiving Turkeys 

""TT" Tell," said mother about a week before Thanksgiving, "I don't 

\A/ guess we'd better have a turkey this Thanksgiving. It's no use. 

~ * "We only need a small one, but they're hard to get. Besides 

turkeys cost more this year than they did last year." We all looked at 

mother. We did want a turkey so much! 

Later when mother was washing the dishes the telephone rang. She 
hurried into the hall and came back saying, "Well, I guess we will have 
a turkey after all! Aunt Jane and Uncle Tom are coming over." 

The next day we were getting ready to go to the store to buy cran- 
berries when the front doorbell rang. We heard a messenger boy say, 
"Telegram." As soon as mother came back she announced that grand- 
father was coming from New York to spend the Thanksgiving Holidays 
with us. "Well, that will mean we will have to buy two turkeys 
because he is the champion turkey eater," mother said in a disgusted 
voice, — ^not that she wasn't glad he was coming. 

That night when father came home we told him that we were to 
have five relatives for Thanksgiving because Aunt Sarah and Uncle Jack 
were coming as they had stated in a special delivery letter. 

The day before Thanksgiving father brought home three large sized 
turkeys. Mother put the turkeys in the icebox. We went to bed early 
so we could arise early to go to meet the six o'clock train on which 
grandfather was to come. We didn't have long to wait, the next morn- 
ing. Before the six o'clock train had fairly pulled in grandfather got 
into the car assisted by father who had gone to meet him. When we 
arrived home grandfather opened the bag he was carrying and gave us 
each a present he had bought in New York. When he had, what we 
thought, given the last present to father he picked up a large bundle 
and opened it. What should our eyes behold but a large turkey! Of 
course mother couldn't refuse so she accepted it with much thanks. 

About an hour later Aunt Jane and Uncle Tom arrived. Oh! 
Mother almost fainted when they showed the large turkey they had 
brought for our Thanksgiving dinner! It wasn't very long before 
Aunt Sarah and Uncle Jack came. I know you can easily guess what 
I'm going to say, another turkey! 

Suddenly mother's face became full of smiles. "Who would like 
to play Santa Claus on Thanksgiving?" she inquired. Everyone looked 
at her with a puzzled face. Then she laughed. "I have six turkeys," 
she explained. "Of course I cannot use them all! I've been thinking 
maybe we could play Santa Claus to several poor families. I know some 
that I'm sure don't even have a fresh loaf of bread for Thanksgiving." 



We all shouted and there was a hustle and bustle for coats and hats. 
There were exclamations, and of course — turkeys! 

I don't think that I have to add that this was the best Thanks- 
giving I've ever had! The poor famiUes to whom we gave the turkeys 
were delighted! We were all happy. The only sad ones were the turkeys. 

Jeanette Ulrich, Grade Six, Linthicum Heights. 

Tony Sarg's Parade 

I HAD never heard of Tony Sarg before, nor did I have the slightest 
idea why he was famous. It was in Newark, New Jersey, while 
visiting my grandparents, that I first saw some of his work. 

It was estimated that five hundred thousand people gathered from 
all parts of New Jersey to cheer and laugh at the parade which was 
presented by Bamburger's, a large department store in Newark. The 
parade began at East Orange, New Jersey, and continued on down town. 

In this festival of merriment I saw the largest and most comical 
balloons that I had ever seen. They were in the shapes of animals and 
men, such as, "Felix the Cat," "Emmy Elephant," "Merry Monkey," and 
"Peter Rabbit." "Chubby Chick," an enormous chicken, spit forth bal- 
loons which sailed far away, up in the sky. 

"Gulliver," the famous old character from the famous old book, 
"GulHver's Travels," was a huge balloon in Gulliver's shape. 

A long dragon, a tall ostrich, a big fish, amusing balloon shaped 
clowns with long noses and slanting eyes — all of these and many others 
besides, were being laughed at. 

Bands played, people roared with laughter, policemen ran back and 
forth forcing the yelling people back to the curb. Oh, words couldn't 
describe that parade! 

Santa, dressed in bright array, came last of all, and when he ascended 
the throne at Bamburger's all the balloons were let loose to fly where 
they would. Bamburger's offered a prize to anyone who would bring 
them back undamaged. All the balloons were filled with helium gas 
and the gas inside Gulliver, carried him one hundred and twenty-five 
miles. He landed somewhere on Long Island. 

After all these amusements I need not tell you how hard it was to 
wait until we reached home to eat a delicious twelve-pound turkey, 
cranberries, pumpkin pie, and all the other good things that come with a 
Thanksgiving Dinner. 

Ruth Hubbarx), Grade Six, Linthicum Heights. 


Now We Are Six (with apologies to 
A. A. M.) 

JUNE, 1932 — finished! Hoorah! Mirabile dictu, the oft-lectured 
"blot" on the family escutcheon (nice word, that, eh?), had done 
her time, so to speak, and was off to set the world on fire. Two 
years' apprenticeship, on the outside, looking in; now the door stood 
open. Why, there isn't anything to it — a snap! Just waltz in and 
show them how it's done! 

January, 1933 — oh me, oh my! It's just begun — this learning 
process. Who says we're teachers? It would be more to the point to 
say we're still being taught. Set yourself up in front of a class of seven- 
year-olds if you want to discover the too-numerous-to-mention things 
you are ignorant of in the 'Vorld about us" (apologies again — though 
we aren't sure who coined the expression) . 

"Why does the tadpole keep bumping his head against the side of 
the bowl?" 

"What makes a pencil write?" 

"How far can Indians shoot an arrow?" 

Those are just casual responses to his environment. Just wait till 
you start stimulating that seven-year-old's interest. He'll make the 
"Teacher's Handbook" look like a low mentality test. As for rousing 
his interest in the first place, who thought of that idea? As one learner 
to another, take it from us, the safest thing is to carefully steer away 
frpm anything that even remotely suggests a stimulant for an already 
over-active mind. That is, unless you have previously read and mem- 
orized all the information available, traced said information back to its 
source, investigated the source, and then delved deeply into the history 
of the subject. If you've done that, you may consider yourself partially 
prepared for the volley of questions which will inevitably ensue in the 
pursuit of knowledge by an S.Y.O. (seven-year-old to you). There's 
no such thing as being completely informed when dealing in terms of a 
developing mind. You may assure yourself you have fully covered the 
topic. But don't believe it! The moment you try to settle back and 
take life easy, little S.Y.O. (you still need an explanation?) Figure 
it out for yourself. The experience will come in handy later in decipher- 
ing spelling papers and such. S.Y.O. will pop up with a question that 
would baffle Dr. Eliot of Five-Foot Shelf fame. Nor will he stop with 
just one brain teaser. While you're still mulling over the first one, he'll 
be five or six jumps ahead of you. There may be just four ways to 
formulate a question — to be frank, we aren't even sure of that — the 



faithful old "What, why, who, and how?" group. But that so-called 
child mind can twist those four around into a two volume questionnaire 
without any trouble at all. 

You'll learn far more trying to teach than you ever will by being 
taught — with all due respect to the "profession." There's more truth 
than triteness in that oft-repeated by-word of the New School — "We 
learn by doing." 

So now in this year of grace, 1933, we look back (by the way, that 
"we" is editorially speaking — and is quite the thing in higher circles of 
writing, so we've been told) to '31 and '32, so long ago, and realize 
all too well that then "we were very, very young." We hope — though 
none too confidently — that in June, 1933, we may look back and be 
able to say, "Well, now we are six," and almost on a par with that 
other learner — the seven-year-old. 

V. Stinchcum, '32. 

To the Graduates of 1923! Do You 
Know Them? 

in the ears of seniors of ten years ago, for it sounds so much 
like nineteen-hundred and twenty-three. Ten years! Haven't 
the years sped by? To all of us those years have brought various changes 
and numerous opportunities. Won't it be a Red Letter Day for all of 
us to meet again at Normal this June? 

Some of us have kept in close touch with our Alma Mater, while 
others have had only fleeting glimpses of the school we claimed as ours. 
This year is a challenge to all of us to recall those days of '23 and to 
take stock of what those years at Normal have meant to us. 

Wouldn't you like to see the "old gang" and chat over old times 
and new? Then plan now to attend the reunion in June. Help us to 
get in touch with all our classmates. Sit down at once and write a note 
giving your name and address as well as those of any of our classmates 
whom you may know. This will save us many days of research and 
money in stamps and stationery. Do this for old times' sake. Remem- 
ber, co-operation was the spirit of '23. 

Your friend and president, 

Ethel Lynch (Jones). 

P. S. — Kindly forward your information to Ethel E. Jones, 210 
East North Avenue, Baltimore, Maryland. 



A Normal Stage Invention 

THEATRES and the work in them challenge all of us at all times. 
To make a theatre function in any community, it is quite necessary 
to study the problems pecuHar to that community. If we consider 
our own school a community in which there is a workable theatre, we 
shall find many problems that might be solved. 

One particular problem has been confronting us for a long time. 
The spoken word never seemed to travel to the audience. It would 
ascend to the great open space directly above the stage. "With this prob- 
lem in mind I sought many references for ideas on the subject but found 
none except two or three suggestions for stage ceilings used in interior 
sets. After much study regarding practical efficiency the size, and gen- 
eral working plans, I began work on a sounding board that might have 
the same position as a ceiling but would be much more flexible. 

Very careful measurements were taken, plans drawn, and materials 
noted. The working plans finished, real construction took place. Mate- 
rials consisted of wood for the frame, hardware as simple as clothes line 
hooks, door bolts, and iron rings. The sounding board itself is a specially 
prepared board which has wood pulp as its base. This material carries 
sound very well. 

To allow for Hghts, spotlights, and scenery that can be raised by 
ropes into a clear space above the acting, the sounding board was con- 
structed in two parts. The first part, or the section downstage, was 
built in three sections. Due to the placing of hooks and ropes it is 
very easy to use one or all sections. Two small ceilings for small sets 
were then built from a sheet of the same material. These pieces will 
be very useful as ceilings to increase acoustic qualities for a small acting 
area. The sounding board completed as indicated is now suspended on 
the stage and may be lowered, if the need arises, or raised if scenery of 
any height is being moved. Just above the acting area on the stage we 
have placed the ceiUng or sounding board, so that the actors and actresses 
may always be sure of being heard throughout the auditorium, rather 
than their voices be carried to the space above the stage. There is now 
another problem before us. How can every speaker standing BEFORE 
the drawn curtains of the stage be sure his or her voice is being heard? 

Plans and a list of materials used for our present device may be 
found in the files of the main office. 

M. M. Neunsinger. 




THE man who invented beds made a mistake. I'm positive my 
grandmother had a bed, and since women did not have the vote 
and women's rights weren't popular then, it must have been a 
man's idea. Anyway, he made a mistake. Instead of the heavy, pon- 
derous affairs they are, he should have made them small enough to go 
through doors in one piece, and assembled so that they could be manip- 
ulated by the occupant. 

There are many kinds of beds: day beds, which aren't beds at all, 
twin beds, folding beds, wardrobe beds, and sick beds. This last kind, 
unless the patient is seriously ill, and then he should be in a hospital bed, 
is the most interesting. Because of close association this bed becomes, 
instead of just a piece of furniture, a whole house. For one eats, sleeps, 
receives callers, and takes medicine in the bed. The bed soon begins to 
assume huge proportions and hems the patient in. The broad expanse 
from pillow to footboard seems to grow more distant, and one feels 
isolated in the middle of a huge pink, or blue or lavender plain; that 
feeling of inadequacy which comes to a bed-ridden person. The rest of 
the house seems so far away and suddenly so interesting. That miserable 
sensation when the doorbell rings! One calls down to ask who it was 
and what was wanted; and while all sorts of interesting and intriguing 
conversations are going on, one awaits some answer in an agony of 
expectancy. Something really should be done about it. Of course, a 
bed with the advantages of an airplane would do admirably; but I'm 
afraid there would be some disadvantages in having beds flying around 
the house. Think of the confusion on the stairs! By the time traffic 
jams are settled, the patient would be ready for an ambulance bed. 

Catharine Gilbert, Freshman III. 


The little city girl stood and watched the farmer milk the only 
cow he had. The next morning the farmer was much excited, as the 
cow had been stolen during the night. 

Farmer: "Drat the thief that stole that cow. He's miles away from 
here by now." 

Little Girl: "I wouldn't worry 'bout it, mister, they can't get so 
far away with it, 'cause you drained her crank-case last night." — Mutually 



Teacher Training in Hamburg — 
Dr. Deutcher 

Editor's Note — The following notes were written by Marguerite C. 
Dougherty of the Campus School while studying European education dur- 
ing the summer of 1932. 

ELEMENTARY teacher training in Hamburg is carried on at the uni- 
versity. The School of Education is an integral part of the Uni- 
versity organization and not merely affiliated. 

The professional training is obtained through university study of 
at least three years, education in which is included the practical train- 
ing necessary for admission to the profession. The student is expected 
during the practice teaching period to secure the objective basis of his 
educational thinking. He becomes acquainted with the practice of in- 
struction and education to the extent that he is able upon conclusion 
of his course to be appointed assistant teacher in regular public school 
work. The practical training is divided into the following groups: 
occasional demonstration and experiments in the demonstration school; 
regular visitation and participation in a number of demonstration classes. 
In addition, there are occasional visits to other types of schools in which 
school practice, which deals with the method of the various elementary 
school subjects in connection with the visitation and demonstration work, 
is studied. Here, attention is given to the preparation and organization 
of instructional material. The teacher assistant phase of the training 
falls into two parts. The first period comes for six weeks between the 
third and fourth semesters, during which time the student teacher works 
in a regular school with a teacher whom he has chosen as his supervisor. 
The second period of student teaching is spent in youth welfare work 
in connection with some organization under the control of the youth 
welfare division of the government. 

The observation and participation by the young teacher begins in 
the first semester and continues throughout the three years. As a rule 
he participates and observes in two subjects for two hours each wc'- 
in each subject together with a two-hour discussion period in the uni- 
versity. This gives eight semester hours of practice teaching in each 

The teachers with whom the student teacher observes and partici- 
pates are excused from four hours of regular work each week to take 
part in the discussion of the school practice teaching. 

The work in education during the three years covers about twenty- 
four semester hours. These include Educational psychology. Methods 



and History of education, Theory of education, Principles of education 
and instruction, School organization and law. The student may secure 
training in art at the Art Institute. 

In order to provide the greatest possible freedom to the student in 
the choice of practice, it is planned to offer all the important subjects 
in each semester; namely, Grundschule, German, history and civics, math- 
ematics, physics and chemistry, biology and geography, physical training 
or music or drawing and handwork, foreign language or reUgion. 

During the teacher assistant period which usually comes between 
the third and fourth semesters for six weeks, the first regular connected 
teaching is provided. The student chooses his supervisor and takes part 
during this time in all the activities of the regular teacher. At first, he 
teaches in one or two subjects, but during the last fourteen days he 
gives all the instruction of the class. During this period, he is allowed 
to teach without having the classroom teacher in the room. At the 
end of this period the student prepares a detailed report of his work. 
He also receives from the classroom teacher a definite statement of his 
work and of his abiUty to teach. 

The second teacher assistant period comes usually in the vacation 
between the fourth and fifth semesters and represents one phase of the 
work that is not generally found at any other German teacher training 
institution. For four weeks the student has definite practice under 
supervision in social welfare work of that type which stands in closest 
relation to the work of the elementary school. It has to do with any 
and all educational activities needed for the development of the youth, 
which do not fall within the field of regular school activities. This 
work may be done in any one of the great number of organizations or 
institutions which are available, such as country homes for city chil- 
dren, baby clinics, organization of vacation colonies, orphan asylums and 
kindergarten schules. The young teacher comes in contact with every 
phase of a teacher's activity. 

An Appreciation 

I asked Miss Munn if I might put a few lines in The Tower Light 
to extend to the faculty and students my sincere appreciation for their 
many kindnesses while I was in the hospital. 

The lovely flowers, interesting letters, notes, cards and scrap books, 
gave me a great deal of pleasure and helped to shorten the long days. 
With many thanks for your kind remembrances, I am. 
Always your friend, 

Gertrude Holt. 




ON Tuesday, January 3rd, Miss Tall spoke to us about that much- 
discussed idea — Technocracy. She pointed out to us that we 
shall either be Technocrats or we won't be — ^it's up to us to 
learn what is to be known about the subject and then join the ranks 
on the one side or the other. 

On January 5 th, Dr. Cullison, of the Bureau of Vital Statistics 
of the State Department of Health, helped us to understand better the 
co-ordination of the Health Department and the schools in an effort to 
prevent disease, to correct defects, and to improve the health of the 

On January 10th, Dean Stimson of Goucher College brought to us 
an opportunity to learn of the scenes and circumstances in which the 
Royal Society, that greatest of all scientific organizations, was formed. 
We could easily visualize those young men of that early period meet- 
ing to discuss the scientific findings and mysteries of the day and to 
realize that that small beginning eventually grew into the Royal Society, 
which today confers the most prized honor that any scientist may hope 
to win. 

Another annual celebration of Founders Day took place on January 
13 th. Miss Scarborough, the member of our school faculty who knows 
best that family's antecedents, gave us an insight into the personality 
and work of Mr. George L. Smith and Miss Ellen T. Ricker, two teachers 
of past days whose contribution to the school has left an enduring 
impress upon the character of our well-loved Alma Mater. 

On Sunday, January 15 th, as a continuance of our Founders Day 
celebration, the school commemorated the founding of the Normal School 
(1866), the founding of Johns Hopkins University (1876), and the 
founding of the Enoch Pratt Free Library (1886). 

Dr. Ames, the President of Johns Hopkins, spoke upon the educa- 
tional facilities which are being supphed at public expense. He raised 
the question, "Where does the responsibility of the state end and the 
responsibility of the individual begin in regard to education?" 

Mr. William D. Baker, President of the Board of Trustees of the 
Enoch Pratt Library, pointed out that such an organization has immeas- 
urable value in opportunities to expand what is learned in school. To 
quote: "The end is but the beginning, and of that beginning there is 
no end." His last words were a tribute to Miss Lizette Woodworth 
Reese, who was present and read a poem composed by her for the occa- 
sion. He stated that he would like to add one more decade to the three 
mentioned by Miss Tall; prefixing 1856, Lizette Woodworth Reese. Then 
we have — 1856, Miss Reese; 1866, Normal School; 1876, Johns Hopkins 
University; 1886, Enoch Pratt Library. 



Dr. Cullen, Vice-President of the Enoch Pratt, paid tribute to Mr. 
Wheeler and those who have worked so faithfully to secure the new 
Ubrary building. 

Miss Reese read her poem, a tribute to Mr. Newell, written espe- 
cially for this occasion. 

Music was furnished by the members of the orchestra and by the 
Glee Club. 

On Monday, January 16th, Mrs. William Bauernschmidt developed 
for us the theme, "Changing Public Opinion for a Changing CiviHza- 
tion." After mapping out the changes that the last decades have wrought 
in women's part in education, illustrated by her own personal story, Mrs. 
Bauernschmidt spoke of the present situation in the Normal Schools. 
Although it might be found impossible for graduates of the Normal 
School to get positions immediately, she urged students not to let them- 
selves remain idle, but to use the "pause" in their career for discovering 
and attacking weak points in their own background. Above all, she 
enjoined her hearers to be sure of their spoken English. She emphasized 
the need for courage in attacking the problems that will confront young 
people when they go out into the big world. 

On January 17th, Miss Jessie Snow, Secretary of the League of 
Nations Society of Maryland, explained some of the primary purposes of 
the League, as well as some of the "high points" in its history. She 
pointed out that international organization is an essential in an inter- 
related world society. Her presentation was particularly illuminating 
because of the fact that she spoke from first-hand knowledge, having 
been at Geneva during September and October when she came in con- 
tact with the leading spirits of the League. 

On January 18 th, we were deHghtfuUy entertained by Mr. Walter 
Linthicum, teacher at Clifton Park Junior High School and member of 
the choir of Grace and St. Peter's Church. In his rich baritone voice, 
he sang for us a varied program, including songs with an oriental and 
gypsy flavor, negro spirituals, light opera selections and songs of the 
ballad type. A large part of the students' enjoyment was due to Mr. 
Linthicum's informal manner. 

K. Haugh, Junior IX. 


Miss M : "And here was the place you cross the stream 

by a ford." 

Miss B : "What? In mediaeval days? Wasn't that before 

the days of Henry Ford?" 


Tea at Glen Esk 

ONE of the most enjoyed experiences in our school year is the tea 
given by Miss Tall at her home, Glen Esk, for the student body. 
It is refreshing to meet ourselves and our friends when not in 
the mood induced by an armful of books, but socially minded. How- 
very nice to chat with faculty on subjects in no way related to term 
papers and references! Contributing to the atmosphere of genial hospi- 
tality were the musical interludes provided by some of our gifted stu- 
dents. It was a pleasure also, to meet in person, Maria Briscoe Croker, 
with whose poetry many of us are familiar. In years after graduation, 
Miss Tail's teas will be among the joyful reminiscences of Normal School. 

Juniors Hosts 

The Junior Class entertained a number of its members and friends 
at a Benefit Card Party in Bichmond Hall Social Room on Friday eve- 
ning, January 13 th. Attractive door prizes were awarded, as were indi- 
vidual table prizes. The raflling of tv/o cakes, with Mr. Dugan as auc- 
tioneer, added a novel note. The aflFair proved both a social and finan- 
cial success. 

Rural Club 

Miss Lena Van Bibber of the History Department was guest speaker 
at the January bi-monthly meeting of the Rural Club. She discussed 
Current Events before the group, which was assembled in Richmond 
Hall Social Room. Misses Brown and Treut were among those present. 



An Unforgetable Te-Pa-Chi Meeting 

THE dinner meeting of the Te-Pa-Chi Club was held on Tuesday, 
January 17, 1933. The cafeteria was lighted by candles and made 
cheerful by plants and flowers. By means of a grade arrangement, 
the parents were placed at the tables with the teachers of their children. 

A roast beef dinner was planned by Mrs. Gerald Johnson and served 
by the student teachers in the Elementary School. During the meal, the 
orchestra, accompanied by Miss Prickett, played a number of well-chosen 
selections. After dinner the group retired to the Elementary School 
Music Room for the remainder of the program. 

Dr. C. I. Winslow, the Vice-President of the Te-Pa-Chi, conducted 
the meeting. 

A delightful musical program was presented by members of the 
Glee Club, accompanied by Miss Weyforth. 

Miss Steele then gave her message to the group, requesting them to 
defend education against the restrictions placed upon it at this time, in 
order to protect the interests of their children. 

Dr. Lida Lee Tall presented the speaker of the evening, Dr. David 
Allan Robertson, President of Goucher College. Dr. Robertson declared 
that education is made up of character, manners and book knowledge. 
With this as a basis for his discussion, the speaker showed that an indi- 
vidual's success is greatly influenced by his home training, since many 
habits affecting character and manners are formed in the pre-school years. 

At the close of the meeting the members lingered in groups to 
chat or stopped in the various class rooms. An atmosphere of infor- 
mality and friendliness pervaded the entire evening. 

The following represents a parent's comment on this meeting: 

By Christopher Billopp 
A night or two ago I attended a meeting at which young students 
of the State Normal School at Towson, still in their teens, stood up 
before the audience and, with perfect calmness and poise, announced: "I 
shall sing so-and-so," and did sing very well, indeed. I confess I envied 
their modern education, which among other things is directed against 
the pernicious habit of self-consciousness. Lacking this advantage, I 
shall never realize my lifelong ambition to rise before a crowd and say: 
"I shall now sing the Toreador song from 'Carmen.' " I couldn't get 
through with it. And as for my family — even now they almost have 
heart failure when I burst into "Onward, Christian Soldiers," accom- 
panied by an organ, a vested choir and half the congregation. 

— Reported by Lenetta Garrett. 



Senior Supper Treat 

THERE is a decided advantage in being a small group. For instance, 
a class of only thirty-two members might be invited by the Social 
Director and Dormitory Staff to a Sunday Night Buffet Supper. 
And, incidentally, that is just what happened on January ISth. 

We were greeted in the Student Officers' Room at 6:15 most gra- 
ciously by Miss Sperry and introduced to two honorary guests — ^Mr. Hil- 
legeist, who is registrar at University of Maryland, and his wife. Miss 
Tall, too, was a welcome member of our group. 

To say that the supper which followed was good would be express- 
ing our feeUngs too mildly. It was deUcious! Patties, overflowing with 
creamed chicken, peas, cranberries, olives, celery and enticing dessert 
(which carried out the Senior Class colors), nuts and mints, accom- 
panied by hot chocolate, were enough to make anyone green with envy. 
The social chatter, constant, throughout the evening, ranged from Tech- 
nocracy to Student -Teaching. When the evening terminated, everyone 
left with a decided sense of regret and a definite question in mind to 
ask the more unfortunate members of the school: "Don't you wish you 
were a Senior?" 

Margaret Spehnkouch, Senior. 

Clouds Across the Sunset 

Across the molten gleam of sunset's gold. 
Strange creatures gUde, fantastic as they roam. 
Edging themselves about with sparkling lace, 
Then vanishing into their skyland home. 

Upon the blazing stage strange scenes appear, 

A smoky buffalo with blowing mane, 

A fiery serpent writhing silently, 

And hosts of sheep along a Devon lane. 

Across the molten gleam of sunset's gold. 
Sail pastel ships with wind-filled sails unfurled, 
From out the blue they gUde upon the sight, 
Laden with dreams to charm a watching world. 

Ruth Keir, Freshman V. 



The Story Hour at Towson 

I AST spring a story hour was inaugurated at Towson for the first and 
second grades. Stories were told by Misses Garrett, Osborn, and 
^ Yoder, Ubrarians from Maryland State Normal School, and Mrs. 
Moncure, Towson librarian. Miss Murray and Miss King, student teachers 
last spring, helped a great deal in getting the activity started. 

Until this year, the story hour had always been held every Friday 
afternoon in Miss Richardson's room. This year, a partition between 
two rooms has been removed to make a larger room on the second floor. 
It is this room that is being used as a story room. The parents of all 
the children are assisting. They have contributed a rug, on which the 
children sit to hear the stories, a goldfish, which the children have named 
"Fishie-Do," many bowls of ivy, and very attractive and much-needed 
bulletin boards. Even the curtains are being made by the parents. The 
students of Industrial Arts in the high school are making tables and 
shelves. One of the present attractions of the room is a large map, 
loaned by Black and Decker. 

The first story telling this year was begun in November; this year 
the day was changed to Thursday. Folk tales and Christmas stories have 
been told this year by Misses Liddell and Carp. A great deal of work 
still remains to be done, but we all feel that a very worthwhile activity 
has been launched and is well under way. 

Bernice Carp, Junior X. 
Dorothy Liddell, Junior X. 

Teacher: "It gives me great pleasure to mark you 85 on your 

Jimmy: "Why not make it 100 and give yourself a real thrill?" 
—Capper's Weekly. 

* * * * 


Bassler: "I'm worried — it's raining and my wife is downtown." 
Rhodes: "Oh, she'll probably step inside some store." 
Bassler: "That's just it." — Pathfinder. 



Seen and Heard 

WE have heard reports to the effect that the January "Seen and 
Heard" was one of the best columns ever to drip from the pen 
of your beloved editor. Undoubtedly, it must have been good 
if it passed the far-seeing eyes of that blonde editor, who no doubt con- 
siders that when one is editor of a magazine all tastes must be taken 
into consideration. Therefore, the hoi-poUoi (you look that one up) 
were given a stronger dose than usual. 

Our calendar tells us it is February. February is memorable for 
two events; namely, the end of the first semester, and Valentine Day. 
Valentine Day conjures certain definite thoughts to our mind. (Oh, 
yes, we have one.) 

Before we begin sloshing out the scandal may we thank the kind 
person who is responsible for the list of Romances that were submitted 
to the Tower Light? In all there were on it the names of twenty-five 
couples. 'We are very sorry to say that space, and space alone, does not 
permit the publication of this valuable material in this issue. However, 
the names are kept on file in the Tower Light office, and as soon as 
space permits we may publish them. 

We appreciate the valuable suggestion offered at the bottom of this 
paper. For your entertainment, we offer it to you, "Most likely Mister 
Editor, if you had a romance of your own you wouldn't be bothered 
with the rest of the school." (Well, we're willing.) 

In the spring a young man's fancy turns to what a girl has been 
thinking of all year. (With apologies to Mike.) 

And now that the Junior men are all out student teaching, shall 
we close the school? (Somebody told us that they were gone.) 

An appropriate song to welcome back the student teachers would 
be "You'll Never Be the Same." 

We know of a certain Senior who, heretofore, has received little 
publicity, who was quite concerned that his private romance should be 
kept from the ears of the school. Far be it from us to disagree with 
his wishes. 

The Junior Card Party was a huge success. We seriously consid- 
ered playing solitaire at this party, but we were told that no prize was 
offered for solitaire. Therefore, we decided to play bridge. 

We noticed a strange similarity in a cake purchased first by Miss 
Byerly, at the Card Party, and another cake purchased by Miss Tall. 
We suspect that they were the same cake. Quick, Watson, the glass. 


Some people have offered the suggestion that a certain dormitory 
blonde learn how to wear her hair. We refer to a young lady in the 
Glee Club whose own private romance seems to have been grounded. 

A certain Senior has been observed wearing a suede jacket. All he 
needs now is an axe and the picture would be complete. 

Have you noticed the congregation of several prominent Seniors at 
a certain table in the hall? We still insist that tables were made for 
glasses and not for sitting. We censure the action. 

A certain Freshman who was intensely interested in fossils up to a 
certain time appears to be branching into another Science. We notice 
he has transferred his interest to a young lady in the Glee Club who sits 
beside him. Love must be a great thing. 

The reins of the Mummers have been handed to Ben Kremen dur- 
ing the absence of Bob Norris, who is doing his term. 

We wonder by what strange coincidence a certain two people were 
cast opposite each other in "Enter the Hero?" 

Life is just a series of disappointments. The LA. boys were given 
the assignment to design some article in a rectangular form. The results 
were plans for cigarette cases, match boxes and the like, when, lo and 
behold, a plan for a hope chest was submitted by one of the group. 

Regarding the red tie incident — we were recently approached by 
the young person in question, who very excitedly exclaimed, "What do 
you mean by going around telling people I told you to wear a red tie? 
I told you to wear a bright tie!" We regret the error. 

Founders Day was attended by quite a representative group of 
alumni. We were able to get the names of those who were outstanding 
in their respective years. We noticed the following Class Presidents: 
John Fisher, '30; Elizabeth Hartje, '31; and Reuben Baer, '32. Polly 
Wright, President of the General Student Council for '31, also attended. 
Ralph Bargteil and Francis Sturgeon, '31, and MoUie Hirsch, Naomi 
Friedman and Milton Bergen of '32 represented their respective classes. 

Mr. Bergen is to be congratulated on his recent appointment to an 
out-of-state school. 

Miss Pat Stinchcum and Miss Virginia Beach of '32 visited the School 

Various methods of execution have been offered as threats to ye 
editor. After due deliberation we have decided that we should like, 
since we are to be lynched, to be given a quick death. Most of the 
threats have come by way of the LA. group. Ye editor is fully in- 
sured, but feels very safe in the fact that he holds a considerable amount 
of damaging data on this group. 



We feel that there is a need for a correction to the item in our 
last issue about the LA. boys spending their Wednesday evenings at the 
school. We inferred that they stood out to use the library. We found 
that the library was closed, but nevertheless they stay out for some 
reason — ^why??? We wonder if the answer could be found in the dor- 

We feel that an all-time record has been established. This record 
was established by a certain city school official who overstayed her time 
by thirty minutes. 

The School has been receiving a great deal of publicity in the 
newspapers of late. The latest bit of pubHcity came through the col- 
umn of that distinguished writer, Mr. Christopher Billop, of The Evening 
Sun in his column, the "RolHng Road." The columnist expressed an 
envious desire to be able to emulate the students who at the Te-Pa-Chi 
meeting were able to get up and very calmly announce that they would 
sing a certain number and then proceed to do so. He also stated that 
some day he would astound his colleagues by announcing that he will 
sing the Toreador song from "Carmen." May we remind Mr. Billop 
that he has not had the valuable tutelage of such a person as Miss Wey- 

We have not, as yet, been able to express our opinion of the Fresh- 
men in words. We feel that words have not been found to describe 
certain points reached by the Freshmen. Heretofore the male of the 
species have been the outstanding feature, but this time the opposite 
sex shine forth as being the least inspiring of any group. 

Y.W.C.A. News 

THE first large group meeting of the Y.W.C.A. was held in Rich- 
mond Hall, Wednesday, January 18, 1933, at ten p.m. The pro- 
gram kept things moving rapidly. Even Flippo, the clown, arrived 
dressed in his best red polka dot suit and entertained us with stunts and 
dances. I'm sure Miss Roach would have given him "5" on the head 
stand. And — ^if she could have seen the staff!!! Refreshments, hot choc- 
olate, cookies, and marshmallows topped the evening's fun. 

Here's hoping we can have more, bigger, better meetings in the 

M. Bennett, Senior. 


sport Slants 

DID you all know that Wednesday, January 18, 1933, was the 
busiest day in the history of athletics at Normal? First in im- 
portance was basketball between the Normal Varsity Squad and 
Franklin High School; Normal victorious, 32-30! Fencing next — against 
McDonogh. Again Normal rose above the horizon, 8-1. But the most 
thrilling combat was the Junior-Freshman touch football game. The 
two classes watched each other during the first half — no score made. 
During the second half the Juniors awakened and scored the only twenty- 
five points of the game; score, 25-0! 
Comments on current sport events: 

1. There are approximately sixteen men on our basketball squad. 

2. Soccer average: our team won eleven out of thirteen games, 
giving a percentage of .846. 

3. If the basketball team wins all of the remaining games to be 
played, we'll have a percentage of .800. So far they've won 
six out of seven practice games and four out of seven regular 

4. The possibility of playing some games in the new Towson 
Armory looks promising — if it is completed in time for the 
season next year. 

5. Attention! We hope to bring the Quantico Marines here for 
basketball next year — that is, as said before, provided the Armory 
is completed! 

By the way, if our team makes a good showing against the Univer- 
sity of Baltimore, a regular game has been promised for next year! 

Not pertaining to sports, but nevertheless of general interest, "Mike" 
Saltzman is going to be Master of Ceremonies of the men's review. Ed 
Gersuk has been made general manager! That, in itself, ought to be 



good advertisement. The executive committee plans to arrange details. 
Date to be announced in next issue! 

Joe Haggerty is leaving school! Long will he be remembered for his 
brilliant soccer prowess, especially during the Western Maryland game. 
We're sorry to lose you, Joe. 

Keep your eye on the Freshman gym class this year — it's especially 
promising! They are making unusually rapid progress in basketball, 
tumbling and other activities. 

On Friday, February 3, 1933, the game determining the champion- 
ship of the normal schools of Maryland will be played. The event will 
take place in the afternoon, so there'll be no excuse for not having a 
good crowd. 

A free-throw championship contest is going on among the players. 
It started on January 16, 1933, and the purpose is to develop foul- 
shooting ability, because many games are won and lost on this one point. 

Another interest to take notice of: an intramural basketball league 
has been opened to the whole school! Let's see how large we can make 
the league. It's really what the school needs to stimulate interest. 

R. Oheim, Junior V. 


IMPRESSIVE? Yes! Everything about them added to an already empty 
feeling in the pits of our stomachs. Seventeen strong, they trotted 
out upon the floor clad in navy blue sweat suits. Emblazoned upon 
each chest was the word "Cardinals" in a flaming crimson. To top it 
all, every suit fitted its occupant! The suits must have been made espe- 
cially for each man. Our attention moved from these striking suits to 
the men themselves. At least seven of their players were over six feet 
in height, and five or six others were within one or two inches of that 
size. Not tall and spindly looking, but broad shouldered and heavy 
were these men. They were evidently football players. We might have 
consoled ourselves with the idea that some of them were small, but even 
that feeling vanished when we studied them. Each small man had some 
characteristic that made him seem more dangerous than the larger men. 
With that lot in one group qan you appreciate our feeling? Impressed? 

M. Saltzman, Senior. 


The Gallaudet Trip 

A PHILOSOPHER once said, "One-half of the world doesn't know how 
the other half lives." The truth of this saying was emphasized 
by the recent trip which the basketball team made to Gallaudet 

Gallaudet College is unique in that it is the only college in the 
world for the deaf and dumb. Nearly every state in the Union has some 
provision for the deaf and dumb. However, this provision is largely for 
learning a trade. Gallaudet is the only college in the world teaching 
professional subjects. 

It is interesting to know something about the history of the school. 
Thomas Hopkins Gallaudet, founder of Gallaudet College, was not deaf. 
He became interested in the deaf and dumb while studying under Abbe 
Charles Michel De I'Epee. Gallaudet was a rather rich man, who en- 
dowed a university to teach academic subjects to deaf and dumb students. 
The school was established in Washington, D.C. The school is co-educa- 
tional and has about 125 students. Seventy-five of these are men and 
fifty are girls. Since the school is the only one, a great many applica- 
tions for admission are received. Only the best of this group are accepted. 
At one time four hundred made application and forty were accepted. 

Somehow one expects people who are handicapped to be somewhat 
different from those who are not. I was, therefore, surprised to meet 
some of the students of the school. They were clear-cut, nice looking 
fellows and unusually good-looking girls. Later, in the gymnasium, 
from a man called fondly "Old Jim," I was told how the students 
cheered their team. A bass drum stood in the stands and the cheer- 
leader banged on this drum and the students kept time with feet and 
hands. It was a rather awe-inspiring sight to see the flash of hands and 
fingers as the students conversed in the sign language. The basketball 
team of Gallaudet was efficient and defeated our team by the score of 

After the game we went back to the main building, where I met 
David A. Davidowitz. From him I secured a great deal of information 
concerning the school. The students treated all of us with the utmost 
courtesy and were exceedingly helpful. Mr. Loy E. Golladay, editor-in- 
chief of the Buff and Bhie, school magazine, presented me with a copy 
of the catalogue and the magazine. (These may be found in the Tower 
Light office if anyone wishes to see them.) 

The faculty of Gallaudet is composed of both deaf teachers and 
teachers who are not deaf. Dr. Percival Hall is president of the college. 



Dr. Hall is from Harvard. Dr. W. Krug is the dean of men. He is 
afflicted with deafness. Drs. Drake, Nelson, Hughes and Bryant are also 

The Gallaudet team visits Normal February 21st. It behooves the 
students to come out for a good game and to return the courtesy of 
the Gallaudet students. 

Solomon Liss, Junior III. 

Our Old Flivver 

Our old flivver is an ancient old carriage; 

It might have witnessed Napoleon's marriage. 

It rattles and squeaks, 

Like a dozen antiques, 

But still it holds together. 

Our old flivver goes fast down hill. 

Though it shivers as if it had a chill. 

It jiggles and shakes, 

It has poor brakes. 

But still it holds together. 

Our old flivver is wheezy and old. 
And hard to start when it is cold. 
It's seen better days. 
In a number of ways, 
But still it holds together. 

Our old flivver has lots of power. 

It dreams of fifty miles an hour. 

It jolts my neck. 

It is a wreck, 

But still it holds together. 

Mildred Swope, Freshman V. 

Mrs. Gabb: "So your husband objects to cats." 
Mrs. Stabb: "Yes, indeed. He says that I feed all the cats in the 
neighborhood. Won't you stay and have tea?" — Boston Transcript. 




"Is your husband a bookworm?" 

"No, just an ordinary one." — Cape Argus. 


Judge: "And what did you do when you heard the accused using 
such awful language?" 

Policeman: "I told him he wasn't fit to be among decent people, 
and brought him here." — Boston Transcript. 


"And did he have the dentist take an X-ray of his wife's jaw?" 
"He tried to, but all they could get was a moving picture." — Smith's 
Weekly (Sydney). 


The height of illegibiUty — a doctor's prescription written with a 
post-oflSce pen in the rumble seat of a second-hand car. — Judge. 


Pohceman: "As soon as I saw you come around the bend I said to 
myself, Torty-five at least.' " 

Lady Driver: "How dare you? It's this hat that makes me look so 
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Frontispiece — The Glen 2 

The Awakening 3 

On a Bit of Paper 4 

Self -Expression 8 

Look Up 9 

Parent Education in the Campus School 11 

Parent's Work at Towson 13 

Gothic Architecture as Reflected in Our Buildings ... 14 

College Textbook of Hygiene 15 

Editorial 16 

Eyes That See Not 18 

Third Grade Creative Expression 19 

School News 20 

Colonial Life Assembly 29 

Sports 31 

Poetry 35 

Jokes 36 

Advertisements 41 

Winter Moon 44 



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The Tower Light 

Vol. VI MARCH, 1933 No. 6 

The Awakening 

"With ear attuned to forest sounds 

I climbed the Alpine blue. 

Through fretful pines and crackling bush 

Four deer thrust wood-smoothed horns. 

I stretched myself on a brown-speckled rock 

And touched my lips to a mountain stream. 

I laughed and called God good. 

I walked in the calm of the morning cool. 

Two teaberry leaves down close to the ground 

Had gathered a cup of dew. 

I knelt to watch its trembling hght, and wondering, 

Breathless — ^went my way. 

I heard strange grumbhngs in the night. 

The falls were restless things. 

I crept through darkness, breathed deeply of the pine, 

And watched the low stars glow. 

I felt a part of night, somehow, and night a mystic part of me. 

I thought not then of finite creed. 

Nor ponderous words of truth and faith. 

I felt the throbbing of the night. 

I heard faint sounds of soft wings brush the earth. 

Something stirred within my soul 
I had not known was there. 
I bowed my head; my heart was full. 
There were no words to speak of God. 

Marguerite Simmons. 



On a Bit of Paper 

ARjoRiE McAllister ran down the steps to the hving room 
where her mother was sitting reading. 

"Goodbye, Mother," she called, "I expect to be home by six at 
the latest. It will take only an hour and a half to drive over, and 
my appointment is at two. Don't worry if I'm late. If the news is 
good and I'm in high spirits, I'll stop around and see Mary Lou. She 
has been asking me to visit her for a long time." 

"I really feel, Marjorie," said Mrs. McAllister, "that this is a most 
foolish thing for you to do. If you will go, I wish you would take 
someone with you." 

"Can't possibly. You see that is part of the dare — to go and to 
go alone. Anyhow, I wouldn't want to take anyone with me. If it's 
good, I'll probably talk 'em deaf, dumb, and blind; and if it isn't so 
good, I'll probably be glum. I'll get along much better by myself. 
'Bye, Mother." 

Two weeks before, at a Httle dinner party with the usual "crowd," 
when the conversation seemed to be drifting to weather, clothes, and 
"what might have been," someone started the ball rolUng by telling 
about a fortune-teller in Washington who seemed to have rather unusual 
powers. Strange to say, this fortune-teller was a Scotch woman who 
was making her business very profitable, and in turn was giving a large 
portion of her income to charity organizations in Washington. She 
was much sought after by ordinary people, by Congressmen and Sena- 
tors, who went to her for advice. The appointment was made by giv- 
ing a letter of the alphabet to stand for the name of the person whose 
fortune was to be read. The remarkable thing about the results of this 
was, when one walked into the room, the Scotch woman was able to 
give one his full name, and yet the appointment had been made under 
a letter! There wasn't anything in one's past she couldn't tell you. 
What was more, she often made future prophecies which materialized. 

Marjorie had Hstened to the story with more than ordinary interest. 
Here was something new — something she hadn't tried before! Her eyes 
sparkled with excitement. Tommy Lane, on the other side of the room, 
was watching her. 

"Say, Marge, I'd like to take you up on that, I dare you to get 
in touch with this woman and make an appointment, really keep it, 
and go alone. I bet there is something crooked about it somewhere. 
You can come back and tell us how much of what has been said 
tonight is really true," Tommy said encouragingly. 


It would be fun, she meditated, and besides there would be no harm 
in trying. 

"All right. Tommy, you're on. There's one condition, and that is, 
that you give a party for the 'crowd' the night of the day I have the 
reading. I'll come back and entertain you all with magic!" 

"That's a go! Say, you're all invited to a shindig that night to 
hear the Victim's' story of black magic! See if you can make the 
appointment now. Marge." 

Marjorie led the way to the 'phone. After a few moments of 
silence, while the operator was getting "Washington, they heard her say, 
"Miss X would hke an appointment with Mrs. Donahan for Saturday, 
April 26th, at two o'clock." 

"O.K., everybody. Say, Tommy, don't you think I had better take 
someone along to verify all that might be told me. You know I could 
come back and string an awful line." 

"True enough. But the old lady probably wouldn't let anyone 
else in on a private sitting anyhow. "Wliat I'm trying to see is if you 
have nerve enough to go by yourself." 

As Marjorie backed her long, brown sport car out from the garage 
the events of that evening two weeks before were running through her 
mind. From the time she could understand what people said Marjorie 
was always wilHng to take a dare. Needless to say, her twenty-one years 
had been eventful ones. She was the only child of an adoring mother 
and father. Although she was spoiled — but who wouldn't be? — she had 
a lovable nature. Men became her adoring admirers, and women found 
in her a pal who would help them more than once in times of need. 
Marjorie had been sent away to boarding-school at twelve. There she 
stayed until, at seventeen, she was caught by the prim head mistress 
sUding down the third floor rain spout of the dormitory to go after 
ice cream on a dare. Then she was sent home. It wasn't Marjorie's 
fault that she managed to get into all sorts of trouble; it was simply 
her nature. She was passionately devoted to art. When you couldn't 
find her anywhere around, she was sure to be up in a little room under 
the eaves of the house which she called her "studio." Paints, charcoals, 
brushes, drawing pencils, and hundreds of pictures and magazines were 
scattered about on the floor. Marjorie was in the midst of them. 

Now Marjorie's foot pressed down a Uttle harder on the accelerator, 
and her car leaped forward on the boulevard heading from Baltimore 
to Washington. It was a glorious day, and spring had made the coun- 
tryside beautiful. By the time she had found the httle white bunga- 
low where the Scotch woman lived, her heart was beating rapidly. It 
was even more exciting than she had expected. A colored servant 


opened the door and led her to a plain little room where a few chairs 
and a table were neatly arranged. She sank into a nearby chair. There 
was no one waiting in the room with her. Marjorie eyed expectantly 
a door on the side of the room, and presently it opened to admit a 
stylishly dressed woman. She glanced at Marjorie and excitedly breathed 
out in a hushed tone, "My dear, she is simply marvelous! She told me 
all about my two husbands!" The servant who had led Marjorie in 
came back to the room. "Mrs. Donahan is now ready for Miss X," 
she said. Marjorie, drawing a deep breath, walked hurriedly through 
the doorway into a dimly lit room. There, behind a table, stood a 
demure little woman with pure white hair. She was dressed in a Puritan- 
hke dress of gray, trimmed with deep white collar and cuffs. For a 
moment Marjorie was stunned. Why, to be afraid of this little woman 
was ridiculous! What was she saying? "You are Marjorie Lee McAllis- 
ter. You are the only child of Henry and Pauline McAllister." Then 
it was true what they had said of her! How could she have possibly 
foTjnd out who she was! 

"Will you sit down. Miss McAllister?" said the crisp, decisive voice 
again. "May I hold your right hand?" 

"You have had rather an unusual life. Miss McAllister, for a girl 
so young. You are very talented, and you have won considerable recog- 
nition for yourself in the fashion world. You have many admirers — 
one especially — ^with gray eyes. He has proposed three times. (Marjorie 
blushed in spite of herself.) When you were eighteen years old you 
attempted an elopement with a man who posed as a duke. You didn't 
get very far, for the very man I mentioned a few minutes ago overtook 
you and brought you back. Is this not so, my dear?" 

"It certainly is," Marjorie gasped. "I'm convinced you can tell 
the past. Won't you let me have a peep into the future?" 

The Scotch woman looked at her intently for a moment, and then 
shook her head in refusal. "I'm afraid I can't tell you your future." 

"Why? Oh, please do, just a Uttle bit," pleaded Marjorie. 

"I would rather not. Miss McAllister. As a rule, I'm not usually 
disposed to tell futures." 

"But you have told some theirs. I'm so anxious to know." 

"Very well, I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll write it on a slip of 
paper. But first, you are to promise me not to read it before you get 
to your home and in your own room." 

"Yes, I promise. That's better than not at all." 

Mrs. Donahan went to a desk and wrote in pen and ink on a small 
piece of paper. She handed it folded to Marjorie. 

"Goodbye, Miss McAllister. Remember not to look at the note 
until you are home." 


Marjorie tucked the note inside her glove and got into her car. 
She felt strangely thrilled as if some Fate were watching her closely. 
She must not let herself get excited. Traffic was much heavier now. 
She carefully steered her car through the jam, and in a short time she 
found herself out on the broad highway. The slip of paper seemed to 
be burning a hole in her hand. Mrs. Donahan said not to read it until 
she got home, but why couldn't she, right now? There were only a 
few cars left on the road. Marjorie, steering with one hand, pulled 
the note from under her glove with the other. She let it fall to her 
lap. A few cars were coming toward her, and she needed to put all 
her attention on driving. She gave a swift glance to the folded slip 
of paper lying on her coat. It contained her future! Oh, she couldn't 
wait — she had to read it now. She picked it up hurriedly, and then 
there was a jamming of brakes, a scream, and the brown sport car 
turned over and over down an embankment. 

Two men ran swiftly to the car, and through the broken wind- 
shield lifted out the limp girl. They laid her on the grass. A stream 
of blood was running from the bronze hair across her forehead and down 
her arm. In her hand there was a note tightly grasped. It read, "You 
have no future." 

Helen S. Cox, Senior. 

The Lone Wolf 

TWILIGHT reigns over the land of snow. Huddled in that white 
stillness are a few scattered cabins, the Ughts from their windows 
shining bravely. One notices only one bright star among few 
that are faintly glimmering. Overlooking the tiny settlement on a 
small hill stands a lone wolf. He seems to be looking at the homes 
of the fur traders, but one can tell that he is not thinking of them. 
He appears to be very lonesome and is wishing for a mate. Thus 
Kowalski has painted "The Lone Wolf." 

Eleanor Bounds, Freshman IV. 



THE matter of self-expression has become quite an issue in one of 
the most "distinguished" classes of the school. Such whispered 
terms as "A.G." and "D.D." are evidence of this. 
After much study and deliberation, I have been convinced that 
the old-fashioned temper tantrum is the best vehicle of expression. I 
have witnessed many demonstrations and have found that though tech- 
nique varies with individual diflferences, all persons are benefited in four 
ways by this art. 

1. They express themselves. 

2. They gain respect and enjoy distinction among other people. 

3. They achieve excellent muscular co-ordination. 

4. They become accustomed to the attention of other people, and 
so develop a social sense. 

A person versed in the arts of a temper tantrum is a social asset 
at any gathering, for there is nothing so bracing, so exhilarating as a 
demonstration of his art. 

I do not say that all people are capable of achieving success through 
this mode of expression. We do not all have the innate capacities or 
the proper stimulus in home environment. There are cases recorded 
in which an individual comes from a home typified by an attitude of 
loving helpfulness and free from quarrels and jealousies, A person 
coming from such a stilted environment had best limit himself to art, 
music and literature, for with a poor background success is doubtful. 

There are certain technical points, skills and forms to be mastered 
in presenting worth while temper tantrums just as there are in tennis, 
bridge or folk-dancing. 

Some authorities advocate the following: 

1. One makes a forceful start by hurling one's self or one's belong- 
ings at doors, windows, tables, or other people. (Novices may 
omit one and begin immediately with step 2.) 

2. Lie prone on the floor — kick, scream. Do not kick and scream 
simultaneously, but alternately, so as to conserve the energy 
for step 3. 

3. Hold body rigid — toes upturned, eyes closed, teeth clinched. 
Mutter rhythmically (breathing hard) : "Gag a gag a jid oop 
jid a gag a." 

4. One may consider the performance completed when upon sur- 
reptiously opening one eye one observes that all spectators have 
left. Rise quietly and with great dignity. Adjust the hair, 
teeth, ears and furniture to their proper positions. 



Experts have been able to hold their audiences fascinated and active 
for a considerable period of time. Of course, the real charm of the per- 
formance depends upon the individual interpretation introduced. If you 
feel you have a real talent for this colorful form of expression, work 
out a method of performance and practice it at home before your 
mirror, then amaze all your friends with your new form of activity. 

M. D. 

Look Up 

"He who would scan the figured skies. 
Its brightest gems to tell, 
Must first direct the mind's eye north, 
And learn the Bear's stars well." 

ALL those who love the out-of-doors feel a sense of friendliness with 
the night skies. There is real pleasure in recognizing the stars 
"• and being able to call them by name. Have you ever been 
walking with someone on a clear night and have him break into your 
talking by exclaiming "There's Orion." If you looked up you were 
lifted out of yourself in wonder and all your own worries seemed trivial. 

Start your star-gazing by learning about and locating the two 
Dippers in the northern sky. Begin with the Big Dipper, or Great 
Bear, as it is sometimes called, and learn through its "pointers" to find 
the North Star. There are four stars in the bowl of the Big Dipper 
and three stars in the handle. A line drawn from the outer two stars 
of the bowl, or "pointers," if extended, will touch the North Star. 
The North Star is the end star in the handle of the Little Dipper. 
There are two more stars in the handle and four stars in the bowl. 
The Big and Little Dippers open toward each other, and it has been 
said they pour into each other. 

Still looking north and a Httle toward the west we see Cassiopeia's 
Chair. It is on the opposite side of the North Star from the Big 
Dipper and about equal distance from it. In Cassiopeia's Chair there are 
five bright stars in the shape of a "W." The top of the "W." is 
toward the North Star and one part of the "W." is wider. 

Orion in all his glory takes possession of the southwest in the 
spring skies. Be sure to find Orion, because to many people it is the 
most beautiful constellation. It is certainly very striking and easily 
fotmd, and hence well known. First, locate the especially marked three 
stars that form the belt. Below the belt there is a curving line of 



stars set obliquely that outlines the sword. Above the belt is the red 
star Betelgeuse and below the belt, at about equal distance, is the white 
star Rigel. If you look carefully you will see Orion as the ancient 
people saw him — a mighty hunter with his club raised in his right 
hand ready to attack the bull which is plunging toward him. 

Start your star-gazing by getting away from artificial light with 
a star guide under your arm and a flashUght. In a short while you 
will be recognizing constellations and their exotic names, given to them 
by ancient peoples. You will soon know where and when to look for 
many of your "friends," and will find yourself unconsciously doing it 
whenever you are out at night. 

Edna Ikena, Junior I. 


I shall go down singing into this darkness 

Where there be cruel thorns hidden, and blinding mists. 

And I will come singing into a morning 

Though my feet bleed! 

For somewhere else I have known Power and Chaos 

When planets wheeled crazily about me 

And great rains drenched the earth — 

And mountains toppled over each other 

And other mountains reared themselves out of the bubbling chaos 

In gigantic waves. 

I have known Silence, 

Of things crushed — 

Too hurt to cry out — 

Only gasp — 

In the white silence of Pain. 

And Faith, in the fragrance of broken, green-growing things. 

I shall run out of this night 

Into the cool morning; 

Shoulders squared. 

Head high. 

Sun drenched. 

Singing — 

For I am running to a pinnacle! 

M. A. D. 



Parent-Education in the Campus School 

THE modern parent faces, in the bringing up of his children, prob- 
lems so difficult that their own parents would have been amazed 
and bewildered had they been faced with problems of the same 

Standards have changed so materially, inventions multiplied so enor- 
mously and rapidly that the complexity of the social order increases the 
problems that both children and parents have to meet. 

"The rapidity of social change and the lag of the schools in adapt- 
ing themselves to it have been responsible in part for this great wave 
of interest in adult education." 

Parents can no longer rely on their instinctive equipment if they 
would function as efficient parents. They are at the very center of 
the rapid changes that are taking place. They see and feel them daily 
in their own family life. They are uneasy, depressed, unhappy, and 
confused in trying to adjust themselves to this rapidly "changing civ- 

"Parents want help" is the real motive behind this rapid growth 
in child study classes all over our country. No longer do they wish 
to rear their children as they were reared, but they wish more than any 
other thing to know how they themselves can keep up with the times; 
to be able to understand their children; and to see themselves in their 
proper relationship to their children. 

Parent education in the Campus School was the outgrowth three 
years ago of an evening meeting of the Te-Pa-Chi Club. 

An informal committee of parents became interested in organizing 
a child study class in the Campus School. Letters were sent to all mem- 
bers of the club for suggestions as to the number of meetings to be 
held, the topics to be discussed, and the selection of a leader, and 
speakers on special topics. 

A large majority voted for a child study class which would meet 
once a week at a time most convenient for both parents and leaders. 

The content of the course has been decided by the parents in 
co-operation with the leader. The emphasis has been placed upon obedi- 
ence, behavior problems, discipline, truth, falsehood, fear, anger, jeal- 
ousy, imagination, and rewards and punishments. 

The methods used include discussions based upon readings, book 
reports, papers prepared and read to the group by a member of the 



class, observation of child behavior, questions asked by parents, and 
lectures by specialists in child development. Teachers from the Campus 
School, instructors in Normal School, doctors, nurses, camp leaders, 
pediatricians, mental hygienists. Girl Scout leaders — all have contributed 
to a well-rounded program. 

Since the needs of any group of parents vary according to the 
needs of their children, the class arranged a program this year to take 
care of a diversity of problems. The following is the program for 
this year: 


Importance of habit formation — ^Miss Birdsong. 

Educational aspects of a child's everyday Uving — ^Dr. Abercrombie. 

Eating, Sleeping, Toileting. 
Play — Miss Birdsong. 

Emotional habits — ^Miss Helen Oppenheim, Assistant Director Child 
Study Association. 

Thumb Sucking, Nail Biting. 
Teasing, temper tantrums, jealousy — ^Miss Birdsong. 
Truth and falsehood — ^Miss Birdsong. 
Sex education — ^Miss Birdsong. 
School adjustments — ^Miss Durling, Miss Grogan. 
Summary — Miss Birdsong. 


Characteristics of the gang age — ^Miss Birdsong. 

Physical development and hygiene — ^Dr. Park, Johns Hopkins Hos- 

Sex education — ^Miss Birdsong. 

Habit formation — ^Mrs. Albert Fleishman, Child Study Association, 

School adjustments — ^Miss Hill. 

Cultural interests — ^Art — ^Miss Neunsinger. 

Music — Miss McDonald. 

Games and sports — ^Dr. John Baldwin, pediatrician, Johns Hopkins 

Desirable character traits — ^Miss Birdsong. 


Physical picture of adolescence — ^Miss Tall. 
Family relationships — ^Miss Birdsong. 

Coming of age in simpler societies — ^Mrs. "Walter Kohn, President 
Child Study Association. 



Conflicts of yoiing adolescent — Mrs. Walter Kohn. 

Social adjustments — Miss Birdsong. 

Activities and interests — ^Miss Lyder and Mr. Barnes, Scout Leaders. 

Vocational guidance — Miss Leona Buckwald, Baltimore Public 

General discussion of questions peculiar to adolescents — ^Miss Bird- 

Nellie "W. Birdsong. 

Parents' Work at Towson 

ONCE each month the mothers of the Towson Elementary School 
meet to discuss matters of importance to the school. The parent 
chairmen of each class form a committee which carries out the 
plans of the whole group. 

The organization has so far functioned very well. Besides pro- 
viding for a new story room, the parents have subscribed to "My 
Weekly Reader," which will be used as a supplementary reader in the 
primary grades. The parents, moreover, have taken a great deal of 
interest in the classroom activities. In return, at the end of each unit 
of work, the classes present a program at the Parent Hour. At one of 
these programs the children dramatized a Pilgrim Church Service. This 
program was so well accepted that it encouraged another, at which a 
Dutch Market Day was presented. 

One of the chief interests of the parents is the pubHcation of a 
monthly paper telling about the activities of the different grades. We 
are quoting the first paragraph of the paper to give you an idea of 
the kind of material that is published. 

News From Room Six 

Grade III is far from Towson these days: in imagination, they 
are in the cheese markets of Holland, on her canals, or walking her 
dikes. They drop to sleep at night with the slow-moving, white- winged 
sails of Holland windmills before their eyes and the cHck of wooden 
heels sounding in their ears. Aren't you looking forward to their exhi- 
bition some day during the latter part of January? 

Reported by Dorothy Liddell and 

Bernice Carp, Junior X, 



Gothic Architecture as Reflected in Our 


THE buildings on our campus reflect the entire grace of no single 
style of architecture. They do not pretend to imitate to perfec- 
tion the unexcelled charm of the mediaeval "Symphonies of Stone," 
but an Old World note is expressed by them in several obvious evidences 
of the Gothic style. 

To the student of architecture who can recognize a Gothic struc- 
ture by its pointed arches, clustered colunms, traceried windows, vaulted 
roofs, flying buttresses, spires, pinnacles, and gargoyles, our buildings 
will hold a genuine interest and lasting appeal. 

The pointed arch in various forms would reveal itself at several door- 
ways and openings, seemingly to set before him the highest virtue in 
the style — adaptability. This reputation amply justifies itself, for when 
there is a wide open space to span, the Gothic arch can adjust itself 
accordingly and vary its style. 

Pinnacles gracing the higher points of the dormitory would catch 
his eye. These, if elongated to reach far into the sky, would become 
spires. In mediaeval cathedrals these pinnacles on buttresses and towers 
were useful as well as ornamental, their weight being required to give 

Now and again he would become aware of the presence of Gothic 
ornamentation which took its inspiration from almost every living thing. 
The wild foHage, trees, shrubs and flowers that flourished where the 
sculptor was at work served as models for decoration. An example of 
this naturalistic foliage may be found encircUng the arch above our 

But the student of the Gothic would revel most in discovering the 
two gargoyles which seem to act as sentinels at our very door, and 
reveal to us that the liking and real inventive genius of the Gothic 
sculptor was for the grotesque. These grotesque, wicked faced monsters 
are useful and symbolic Gothic creations with projecting spouts for 
shooting rain water clear of the building. This is quite the feeling 
that the sculptor wishes to convey, for they were supposed to repre- 
sent evil spirits or little imps escaping from church. For this reason, 
they usually took the form of uncanny creatures — griffins, dragons and 
the like. One seasoned writer suggests a happier explanation for their 
being. He says that they seem to him like an appeal to all creatures 
to praise the Lord — ^"dragons and all deep sea beasts and all cattle, creep- 
ing things and flying fowl." 

Although the gargoyles on our building serve in the main a deco- 
rative purpose only, they sound the keynote of Gothic influence in our 



structures. With such as a beginning we are led to notice the less 
conspicuous ornamental symbolisms, all of which give forth a robust 
testimony of Gothic contribution on our campus. 

Charlotte M. Wagner. 

College Textbook of Hygiene 


WHETHER it is the remains of my high school immaturity or 
fears of my own limitations, "college textbooks" have always 
seemed to me uninteresting. Smiley and Gould, however, have 
broken down the ancient "dry textbook" idea and put in its place one 
that is both vital and interesting. 

The subject-matter of the book includes, briefly, an introductory 
portion which gives many health problems from the standpoint of cause 
and effect. Let us take, for example, the question of Bacteria and 
Disease, the former, of course, being the cause, and the latter the effect. 
"We get first a brief history of the scientific study of bacteria; second, 
something about the most important people connected with the study; 
third, the conditions favorable to the growth of bacteria; fourth, the 
methods of destruction; and finally the effects of the spread of organisms. 

Another portion of the book deals with the specific prevention of 
certain diseases. Here we have such things as smallpox, typhoid and 
diphtheria discussed with detailed information as to the kinds of inocu- 
lations suitable for each. 

The remainder of the book discusses the various systems of the 
human machine, their make-up and function. Under such a topic 
comes the nervous system and the respiratory system. 

The authors make everything quite clear, and through means of 
glossaries, illustrations and concise expressions the book may be under- 
stood by the average non-technical person. The book is invaluable in 
that it deals with concrete examples and because it is possible to cor- 
relate every chapter with some phase of our own teaching procedure. 
For example, through the study of the digestive tract we may learn the 
proper care of teeth, or through the study of the respiratory system 
we may learn the care and prevention of the common cold. Since both 
mentioned, i.e., bad teeth and common cold, are the causes of the greatest 
percentage of absences from elementary school, it is most important not 
only that the teacher know what to tell her children, but that she be 
able to teach her children the correct treatment. The "College Text- 
book of Hygiene" is an essential for every professional library. 

Sara A. Kornblatt, Junior IV. 


The Tower Light 

Published monthly by the students of the Maryland State 
Normal School at Towson 


Editors Associate Editors 

Mary Ann Douglas Marguerite Simmons 

Ruth Caples Elise Shue 

Alumni Editor Edna Ikena 

E. Lassell Rittenhouse 

Business Manager 
Julius Seeman 
Circulation Managers Advertising Managers 

Ethel Troyer Eleanor Bruehl 

Leonard Hirschhorn Edith Beall 


Athletics Jokes Secretarial Staff 

Ruth Oheim Eunice Burdettb Hilda Farbman 

Selma Tyser Bernice Carp 

George Missel Social 

Bernice Huff 

$1.50 per year 20 cetzts per copy 

Alice Munn, Managing Editor 

"As a Child I Spake as a Child" 

Maturity is something that one strives for. It impUes a great 
deal of experience and an air of satisfaction which comes from 
the attitude that there is nothing more to know. The Very- 
Young are painfully aware of their lack of this sort of maturity, and, 
because they have it not, esteem it highly. It is to be achieved, on the 
part of the child, by wearing a certain long black dress that belongs 
to one's older sister and a vivid lipstick. The Very Young are both 
vulnerable and invulnerable — vulnerable as to appearance and invulner- 
able as to knowledge. Their stock epithets take such forms as "Oh, 



yeah?" and "Says you!" (I realize that these are not their latest, but 
jfor the ultra-ultra-ultra in slang you must talk to the Very Young.) 
Briefly, the Very Young's idea of maturity is sophistication. They have 
not thought about the matter further. 

Maturity, to the Yoimg and Simple (no longer the Very Yoxong), 
is synonymous with Age. Of the two words they prefer Age — for 
they are still under thirty — as it is simpler and easier to use. To the 
Young and Simple, Maturity is a chronological state, i.e., a person of 
forty is more mature than one of thirty. It is no longer a state to 
be desired, but one to be shunned. It no longer means sophistication, 
but only piled up years. In order to understand the attitude of the 
Young and Simple toward Age, it is necessary to understand their 
attitude toward themselves. The Young and Simple glory in their 
youth. The world, too, glories in their youth, and if, in their exulta- 
tion, the Young and Simple come to beHeve too strongly in their supe- 
riority, it is hardly to be wondered at. Youth is a wonderful thing; 
therefore, to the Young and Simple, Age is to be abhorred. It is to 
them a dignified, settled, inelastic way of Hfe, to be deferred as long 
as possible, and to be considered as a remote possibility in the myriad 
number of possibilities from which the Young and Simple may choose. 
The tragedy of the Young and Simple is, alas, that they persist in try- 
ing to be Young and Simple and succeed only in being Not-So-Young, 
but Simple. 

After passing the stage of the Very Young and the Young and 
Simple, Youth passes into that loathed stage of the Not-So-Young. It 
is a painful stage, and if one comes through safely, one is very fortu- 
nate! Then one enters into the stage of the No-Longer- Young with 
what grace one can muster. The No-Longer- Young are growing old, 
and must adjust themselves to the sad fact. But in the process of 
growing old they have unconsciously changed their views. "Wliereas 
they once shunned Maturity, Maturity has now become an ideal. It 
no longer means Age. Maturity has become an inner growth, not an 
outer growth. The mature people whom one admires most have large 
personahties and wide sympathies, independence and humiUty, and a rich 
savor of Ufe. One cannot adequately describe or measure Maturity, yet 
finally one senses it, appreciates it, and unconsciously measures others 
by it. In the process of growing up one experiences several different 
ideas of maturity — and the last is the best — an ideal! 

Ruth Caples. 



Eyes That See Not 

I work all day in the cotton fields 

With the long furrows of earth falling endlessly 

And I stretch for the soft white clouds of cotton 

And feel the life of the world pulse through it. 

And I slop cold water on my wrists and face and 

It runs down my body like a silver stream over a 

Rock in its path. 

And when the shadows creep about me 

I crawl away to rest. 

I have no time for beauty. 

I spend my days five hundred feet above the world 

And I watch it crawl beneath my feet 

Like drops of oil on a puddle of water. 

And I toss white hot rivets to a conu*ade 

Straddling a beam two stories down below me. 

And it swishes through the air 

Like Phoebus' chariot when it sinks at dusk. 

And when the last stone has been placed and from 

A part becomes a perfect whole, 

I close my tired eyes and sleep. 

I have no time for beauty. 

I live my Hfe in the dank, dark earth 

Digging for reUcs of the past 

I found a bit of marble once. 

The arm and hand — five fingers there — of a woman 

The smooth rhythm of that hand 

Touched my brow like the breeze of fleeing Artemis. 

The foreman said, "Good work." I got a raise 

And bought this pick 

To pull the secrets from the earth 

Like her reborn children. 

When the evening winds have dried the sweat on my 

Face and hands, 

I tumble home to sleep a dreamless sleep. 

I have no time for beauty. 

M. L. 



Third Grade Creative Expression 

THE Hokku poem of Japan — the best known of Japanese poetry — 
was the inspiration for these poems by 3B2 of School 236. In 
preparation for the creative work, the children were given a thor- 
ough Japanese background. English periods were spent in interpreting 
the real Japanese poems. This interpretation included only the finding 
of the word pictures. Other poems were read at opening exercises 
without any particular object other than enjoyment. 

Further contact with things Japanese was provided through the 
geography work, the activity period, Japanese music, a visit by a Jap- 
anese lieutenant, and Japanese fairy tales and folk-lore. In addition, 
an exhibit table as well as books and stereoscopes were handled by the 
children. On the bulletin board and around the room were placed a 
variety of Japanese pictures. 

With this knowledge the children wished to express themselves 
poetically. They had read words, and pictures had been imaged in their 
minds — now they were going to take those images and others and put 
them into thoughts so all could enjoy them. 

After the first, the children's hesitancy quickly changed to enthu- 
siasm. The children were encouraged to use freely either the pictures 
around the room or the ideas of the poems previously read. Rhythm 
and rhyme were not mentioned, but are obviously present in all of 
these poems. 

A boat was floating by 
While the waves were very high. 
And the petals of the cherry blossoms 
Blew up to the sky. 

Leonard Little. 


Poor lonely fish deep down in the sea, 

Nothing to keep it company but the roaring of the sea. 

Roger O'Rourke. 

The snow is f alUng on the pine tree by the icy brook. 
And the deer in the forest and the leaves on the grass. 

Florence Wagner. 
Reported by Miriam Levin, student teacher. 


Seen and Heard 

THE merry month of March (why it is called a merry month is 
still being investigated) comes rolling along, and you, poor reader, 
cannot elevate your mind from such fooHsh drivel as ye editor 
laboriously (using both fingers) taps from the unwilling keys of his 
typewriter. (The typewriter balks at the thought of typing such tripe.) 
Putting ourselves in the place of the reader of this column (of course, 
we speak figuratively, since we could never sink to so low a level), we 
would advise that you spend your time much more profitably reading 
such valuable contributions as "Teacher Training in Oshkosh and Siwash." 

If you have been able to endure this thus far, we beUeve that by 
biting your lips and gnashing your teeth you will, perhaps, reach the 
last page of this noteworthy tome. 

February was quite a memorable month in our Kves and careers. 
What was outstanding in that month of months??? Of course, you 
knew it all the time, THE SENIOR PLAY. The Seniors have blazed 
a new trail into the heavens of success. The old applecart, depression, 
has been upset by a group of willing workers who got to work and 
sold tickets to one of the largest after-school crowds! We need not 
laud the actors. Performances of this type speak for themselves. 

Another memorable event in this great month was the Valentine 
Dance. This was one of the first monthly dances ever attended by 
ye editor. A good time was had by all. 

The music at the Valentine Dance was not of the best to be 
found. The fact is, we were sadly disappointed. Can't something be 

And then, of course, there were reports. The memory is far too 
painful, so we hurry on. 

The cruel irony of fate!!!! But why worry? You can usually 
find someone else to take the place of the dearly beloved who received 
the summons. 



We hear of several people who hid themselves in the balcony back 
of the seats in the assembly hall to witness one of the social affairs of 
the faculty. We were told that this very austere group were observed 
to be drinking water which was served in punch glasses. 

One of our Freshman viohnists has been observed in the company 
of a certain young lady in the Freshman class. 

Have you noticed that a certain Senior boy has become intensely 
interested in The Tower Light? Judging from the amount of time 
he spends in the company of this editor, he must be writing a book. 

We were very sorry to see that very popular yovmg lady usually 
seen at the entrance of the library had left. Her reasons for going into 
training were quite good, namely, "humane service . . . appeals to 
me . . . vmiforms look nice . . . beginning of a career . . . in- 
teresting work ... a certain interne." At last the mystery of the 
ring is solved. 

We have been informed of an almost "eye-scratching, hair-pulUng" 
episode between two young ladies over the affections of a certain Junior 

May we thank the kind person who was good enough to send a 
Valentine to notify us of our conceit. (As if we didn't know.) 

A particular group of Freshman girls have been quite indignant 
at our remarks to the effect that they were very uninspiring — in the last 
issue. May we apologize for the use of such a mild term? We beUeve 
"insignificant" would be a better descriptive term. Of course, there are 
always exceptions. 

It takes more than student teaching to daunt the courage of the 
LA. group. We are still wondering why a certain group of young 
men visit the school Wednesday evenings??? 

Speaking of the LA. group, we notice that one of its members 
has been seen wearing his own ring. Such is Kfe. 

We know of three Seniors and two Juniors who should be quite 
proud. Election to the Chi Alpha Sigma is of no small importance. 

Beware of the "A.G.'s." Watch out for the "D.D.'s." 

The naivette of our Freshmen is quite refreshing. At a recent 
class meeting discussion of the selection of songs was in progress. One 
of the responses was, "Since you don't Hke this song, why don't you 
write one yourself?" After all, they're only Freshmen. 

The best yet is offered by the Junior class meeting. Tryouts for 
cheer-leaders were in progress. One of the Junior ladies declined to 
try out because she was "so stiff from gym." Imagine her embarrass- 
ment when one of her feline companions, in a sotto voice, offered, "Oh, 
Jimmy!" The meeting was adjourned quickly. 



May we congratulate a certain very attractive blonde on her im- 
proved appearance? 

We wonder how The Tower Light is able to get two Honor 
Students on its staff? 

We imagine that the Campus School is everlastingly grateful for 
the new school. After looking over the new building we have decided 
that perhaps some day we may realize some of our ideals. 

(Heard in certain class), "Let me tell you a story . . . You see, 
I have parents all over Baltimore ..." 

Love! And spring came to the Normal School. 

We look forward to making use of the Glen in the near future. 
Of course, only for scientific purposes. 

Many of the timid souls have approached ye editor with fears in 
their hearts that their private little romances be kept from the prying 
eyes of the school. May we remind them that to edit a column of 
this type ye editor needs news, and too many promises to withhold 
information will result in the disintegration of this worthy attempt. 

From The Evening Sun of a recent date: "College romances stick. 
The Daily Maroon, University of Chicago student pubHcation, says so, 
citing statistics by Dr. Paul Popenoe, director of the Los Angeles Insti- 
tute of Family Relations. 'It has been shown,' the paper said, 'that only 
one in seventy-five marriages which had been started by a romance 
while in college ends in a divorce.' " 

From a colleague on a university paper: "Statistics obtained from 
the women in the various dorms at Dennison show that walking dates 
have a margin of 62 per cent, over all other types. Church dates are 
decreasing, and movie dates are out of the question." 

A columnist on The Athenaeum of the University of "West Vir- 
ginia contributes the following gem: "A kiss is a pecuUar proposition: 
Of no use to one, yet absolute bliss to two; the small boy gets it for 
nothing, the young man has to He for it, the old man has to buy it; 
the baby's right, the lover's privilege, the hypocrite's mask; to the yoimg 
girl, faith; to the married woman, hope; to the old maid, charity." 

Editor's Note — We fear that in his eflforts to see and hear those little 
ways in which the wind hath blown the writer of this column has been 
swept oflf his feet by some wayward breeze. Perhaps the very atmosphere 
(the kind in which he revels) has become too heady, and he has breathed 
too deeply of that with which he surrounds us. The crux of the situa- 
tion: Should anyone, feeling thus, be given the privilege of discussing 
others? Can anyone, feeling thus, view such situations objectively? 



The Wedding 

FOR weeks ahead the wedding bell had clanged within our ears. We 
heard it, we saw it, we breathed it — all because of the ingenious 
advertising of that "small but distinguished" group of Seniors. 

The great day arrived. The seats were filled. Many a poor Fresh- 
man and Junior had been shanghaied into buying a ticket. The faculty 
was nobly represented. 

"Flossie at the Football Game" keyed the audience up to the proper 
suspense felt at a football game. Margaret Spehnkouch made an able 
Flossie as well as a good coach and the sorrowing mother of the groom. 

Everyone was prepared for a romantic setting, and what was the 
consternation of all to find an irate groom (Bob) searching for a lost 
collar button! Edward Gersuk made a convincing groom. (So con- 
vincing was his anxiety over the lost collar button that several mem- 
bers of the faculty were heard to wonder how much collar buttons cost 
and whether Towson was too far to walk for one.) The bride, AHce 
(Genevieve Shules) , appeared, beautifully dressed and ready for the cere- 
mony, only to find her best beloved in an obstinate state of mind, late, 
and worse yet — with no collar button! In the interim many of his 
friends tried to quiet him. Mike Saltzman as Ted, the groom's former 
roommate at college, had the proper fraternal attitude sufficient to keep 
Bob in a continual state of nerves. Ben Kremen as Archie, the master 
of ceremonies, succeeded beautifully in his part of "getting everyone's 

The groom, in need of an outlet for his emotions on the subject 
of collar buttons, managed to say that he didn't intend to get married 
— ^just loud enough for the bride to hear. 

The bride rushed into the room and angrily demanded explanations. 
There was a scene during which the bride and groom enjoyed a "marital 
dispute." A great deal of patching up is attempted by Helen, the bride's 
sister (Helen Cox). Alice's aunt. Miss Grayson (Mary Ann Douglas — 
and even her best friends had trouble recognizing her in that black 
dress!), attempted to calm the ruffled waters in her mild Victorian way 
— to no avail. 

The lovers, left to themselves, decided to treat the subject philo- 
sophically. In the midst of their abstract discussion they suddenly dis- 
covered they were made for each other. The scene ended with the usual 
cHmax of such scenes. The bride and collar buttonless groom went off 
the stage the way of all brides and grooms. 

Marguerite Simmons. 



Faculty Notes 

IT is against our principles to present the faculty in any manner 
which would cause them to appear as human beings (such as we.) 
We must publish, unflinching, however, the reports of the late sur- 
vey on idiosyncracies, pet antipathies and indulgences of the faculty. 

Miss Crabtree has a fondness for swimming, skating, art, dreams, 
Florida, hot water and children. The last two items are exemplified in 
the following incident: Engrossed in amusing her small nephew. Miss 
Crabtree forgot the hot water which she had inadvertently left running 
in the bath-tub. Result — members of the family spent the evening 
"baling out" the house. 

Miss Neunsinger is torn between the ministry and the theatre. Be- 
tween two lights, as it were. (Will Miss Neunsinger get the point of 
this jest?) 

Miss Daniels and Miss Roach have inaugurated a series of after- 
school physical education periods for the faculty. Folk-dancing, bas- 
ketball, and horseback riding are among the forms of recreation. Folk 
dancing has become so enormously popular that a summer colony may 
have to be established on the "land" of one of the faculty members for 
furthering this form of expression. 

A purpose has been found for many things. The grapefruit plants 
bestowed upon 213 will serve to replenish Miss Daniel's and Miss Roach's 
diminishing fruit supply for the proposed summer colony. Mrs. Brouwer 
will be given charge of transporting the fruit. It will be safe with her. 
The flax plants will thrive and eventually be transformed into comfort- 
able garments by those domestically inclined, for the wear of the summer 
campers. It would be only fair to allow the janitors to share in the 
enjoyment to be derived from utilizing these plants, as the janitors have 
shown a fine spirit of co-operation and patience in attempting to water 
them adequately. 

Several of the faculty members are revealed as most domestic in 
private hfe. Miss Bader is an excellent cook. Miss Dowell and Miss 
Prickett, too, are well versed in the cuHnary arts. We have pleasing 
pictures of Miss Prickett surrounded by all her pots and pans, and Mrs. 
Stapleton and Miss Van Bibber figuratively leaning over the back fence 
to exchange pet recipes for cabbage salad. Miss Treut and Miss Brown 
are authorities on the art of frozen desserts and other electric refrigerator 

Miss Keys and Miss Weyforth are canny shoppers. 

There is one faculty member who is a veritable Jack-of-all-trades. 
She "can bake a cherry pie," she can sew a fine seam, she is renowned 
as carpenter, painter, cabinet-maker, roofer and plumber. It is she who 



will be manager of the proposed summer colony, for, with all these 
practical talents, plus her versatiHty in folk-dancing, she will be a valu- 
able asset to the establishment. She is Miss Blood. Her experiences 
were acquired at her summer cottage among the clouds near Lake 

Indignant protests have been heard from the faculty concerning 
the way in which Miss Bersch monopoHzes the book agents and insur- 
ance agents who besiege 213. She won't even do so little as to intro- 
duce the charming visitors to the faculty. They claim it isn't fair. 
(There are some compensations in being closest to the door!) 

Miss Jones travels in the most elegant circles. Aside from Normal 
School, her life is one gay round of limousines, banquets, and state 

Miss Orcutt has a dog that adores raisins. 

Miss Osborne is an authority on "the common man." 

Miss Cowan is by far "the most expert skater" in the faculty. 
She can cover the rink in two strides on racing skates and perform 
the fancy figures. 

Miss Byerly is always measuring the immeasurable — (How high is 

Miss Scarborough denies a preference for the boys. 

Every few mornings Miss Medwedeflf bursts radiantly into 213 
bearing a great bouquet of fresh flowers. Investigation revealed not a 
romance, but a study of flower structure being carried on in the science 

Miss Birdsong has a real work shop. 

Miss Tansil is a road fiend, and is always driving to Washington. 

Mr. Minnegan attends all the social functions in his new Packard 
(the subject of much faculty envy) . 

In a recent newspaper article Miss Tall was quoted as an authority 
on old Southern cooking. In spite of tremendous duties and myriad 
interests, Miss Tall finds time to welcome her friends with a true spirit 
of Southern hospitality. Among the most delightful occasions are her 
teas at Glen Esk, where she is hostess to both faculty and students. 

Owing to limited space, the remaining part of the survey will be 
published in April. Anyone with ideas as to the naming of the sum- 
mer colony for folk-dancing, or with ideas concerning appropriate allo- 
cation of duties and offices, communicate them to The Tower Light, 

Miss B.: "What did you have in Home Economics?" 

Junior: "Cooking and sewing." 

Miss B.: ""What did you do in cooking?" 

Junior: "We cooked." 




ON Thursday, January 19th, Junior VI presented a very delightful 
program o£ American mu^ic. The whole of the section partici- 
pated. The repertoire included negro spirituals, cowboy, lumber- 
jack, mountaineer and pioneer songs. Miss Prickett should feel proud 
of her group. 

On January 20th, Mr. OHver Short, Commissioner of State Employ- 
ment, gave us his thoughts concerning the present situation in America. 
The causes, as Mr. Short sees them, are lack of planning for the future, 
a gambling spirit, and a poUtical and social unrest, which are the evi- 
dences of a materiahstic individualism, plus the selfish nationaUsm which 
followed the World War. The remedy lies in an understanding appre- 
ciation of human values which will build up an unselfish LnternationaHsm. 

On January 23 rd, Freshman IV presented an assembly on current 
problems, the salient factors of which were pointed out and illustrated 
by original cartoons. 

On Tuesday, January 24th, Mrs. "Walter Kohn, President of the 
Baltimore Branch of the Child Study Group of America, spoke to us 
of the need for mutual understanding by both teacher and parent of 
the child. "Teach the parents, but learn from them, too," Mrs. Kohn 
enjoined us. Mrs. Kohn's definition of a real teacher is one who is a 
leader, who has an intimate knowledge of the subject (the child) and 
who has a scholarly interest in her subject. 

On January 30 th, Miss Logan shared with us some thoughts from 
her course in the Philosophy of Education with Dr. Kilpatrick, during 
this past summer. Miss Logan pointed out that education is an adjust- 
ment made between the child and his world. We can best define it as 
"Life." The child must be provided with experiences that will buUd 
up judgments and generalizations. He must be given a scientific atti- 
tude toward problems and there must emerge, for the good of society, 
an individual who will lead for the highest happiness of himself and 
the group or will follow another, knowing where he is going and why. 
Miss Logan provided us with an abundance of thought -provoking mate- 
rial which will not soon be forgotten. 

On January 31st, the Sixth Grade of the Campus School granted 
us a most delightful insight into the work which they have been doing 
in relation to Colonial Life in America. They stressed the social and 
industrial, rather than the military side of life in that period. Many 
of us feel quite backward when compared with these children, who 
display such fine products of many varied interests. Miss Arthur must 
enjoy working with her group. 



On Thursday, February 9th, Dr. David M. Robinson, of the Johns 
Hopkins University, gave us an interesting and informative account of 
his excavations of the ancient Greek city of Olynthus. He illustrated 
his talk with sUdes and made the past vivid by showing how human 
were the lives of those men and women of long ago. 

On Tuesday, February 14th, Miss Shannon, Assistant Director of 
the Maryland Institute of Art, spoke to us of some of the new trends 
in art education. She contrasted the older idea of copying nature with 
the newer one of creation. The aim of the new art education is to 
teach the child to think about art, to develop creative power, to develop 
discriminating taste, and to teach some techniques. We enjoyed exam- 
ining the colorful and interesting work done by students of the class 
in design at the Institute. 

Kathleen Haugh. 

Assembly Program for February 15th 

ON February 15 th a very delightful musical program was pre- 
sented by several students of the Peabody Institute under the 
direction of Eleanor Chase Horn, who was accompanist as well 
as director. 

The program follows in its entirety: 

1. Duet — "The Angelus" Matilda Kaiser, Albert Zinser 

2. Soprano Solo — "The East Wind" Rebekah Wolman 

3. Baritone Solo— "When Two That Love Are Parted," 

Albert Zinser 

4. Soprano Solo — "Lullaby" Virginia Fletcher 

5. Contralto Solo — "A Russian Lament" Louise Neunsinger 

6. Quartet — "Ave Maria" Matilda Kaiser, Virginia Fletcher 

Rebekah Wolman, Louise Neunsinger 

Junior II's Theatre Party 

JUNIOR II had a theatre party! It was a farewell party to student 
teaching. On February 14th we went to the Maryland to see 
Katherine Cornell in "Alien Corn." On arriving at the theatre 
we found that we were not the only ones from Normal sitting in the 
"sky parlor." With the aid of opera glasses we had a few "close-ups" 
of the actors. We enjoyed the play very much, and found Miss Cornell 
worthy of all the praise she has been given. 



Someone suggested that we take a trip backstage to see Miss Cor- 
nell after the play. We really didn't think we would be able to see 
her, but went anyway. Thinking that there is safety in numbers (there 
being about twenty of us), we walked very boldly behind scenes. A 
man poked his head around some scenery and asked, "Who are you and 
what do you want?" 

Junior 11 in chorus, "We would Uke to see Miss Cornell." 

"Oh, would you? Well, wait a minute," oixr new friend poHtely 

After that remark our hopes sank. However, we waited, and in a 
few minutes we were ushered on the stage, and Miss Cornell came from 
the wings. She was still wearing the black velvet gown which she 
wore in the last act. Twenty future teachers stood speechless as Miss 
Cornell asked us how we liked the play. We finally stammered our 
approval and admiration. Imagine our surprise when Miss Cornell asked, 
"Are you actors?" 

One of our group replied, "If you call trying to be interesting 
in class acting, then we're actors." 

Miss Cornell actually thanked us for coming backstage to see her. 
I can truly say that we walked on air for the rest of the evening. 

E. M., Junior II. 

The Depression Party 

MOST people speak of the depression in highly uncomplimentary 
terms, but with their customary originality Jxiniors VIII and X 
held a party in honor of "Ol' Man Depression." 
Almost everyone came dressed in appropriate costume. Of course 
no prizes were awarded, but if there had been, the prize would surely 
have gone to Miss Blood, who came clad in a newspaper skirt and 
informed us that her dress was hand-painted. We think the artist was 
Fontaine Fox. 

After a rigid inspection, those who refused to enter into the spirit 
of the occasion and wore perfectly good articles of clothing were required 
to pay forfeits. One of the lugh spots of the entertainment was a 
declamation on "How I Came to Be in This Pitiful Condition," by 
Dot Mudd. 

After playing such depression games as "Stealing" and "Farmer in 
the Dell" (Who is more depressed than the farmer?), we rushed to 
Miss Keys' room, where we fell into the bread line and received a Hberal 

B. H. 



Colonial Life Assembly 

THE sixth grade children of the Campus Elementary School shared 
their experiences of a Colonial life study with the Normal School 
students in an assembly period January 31, 1933. 

The children were grouped informally on the stage around a Colo- 
nial fireplace, with wool and flax wheels near. On easels and tables 
were arranged the results of their many activities, which the children 
referred to in making their talks clear. 

The program opened with a prologue in which the class chairman 
explained that the assembly was based on the class work done in Amer- 
ican history, covering the Colonial period from 1607-1790, in which the 
social and economic sides of life had been stressed, though the military 
side had not been neglected. The chairman pointed out the impossi- 
bility of giving a complete picture of all that had been accomplished, 
and explained that the class had decided to concentrate primarily on its 
art activities for the assembly. 

The chairman then introduced class members, who talked on some 
of the outstanding features of Colonial architecture and furniture, using 
diagrams and illustrations. Then followed a group of children who 
discussed the Colonial home as a self-sustaining unit in producing most 
of its own supphes. They discussed the making of homespun and their 
own experiences in washing, carding, and spinning wool. They com- 
pared the soap and candles made in a Colonial home with the soap and 
candles they had made in their school workroom. They described the 
making of Colonial paper and the linen paper made by the class. 

Since needlecraft was not only a necessity but also a means of 
feminine entertainment and provision for the thrifty use of spare mo- 
ments. Another group of children told about their textile activities. Sev- 
eral children had made hooked rugs, pillow covers and wall hangings, so 
they explained how they had originated designs, selected colors, and 
finally applied the yarn to the burlap. One child had dyed old silk 
stockings to hook into her rug's burlap. Other children told about their 
weaving, their knitting, patch work pillow covers, and embroidered wall 
hangings. In each case the child was able to show the progressive 
steps by referring to paper patterns with designs in color, frame, tools, 
materials used, and the finished article. 

The apprentice method of learning a trade having been prevalent 
in Colonial times (such men as Paul Revere having learned to be a 
silversmith and FrankUn a bookbinder in this way), most towns had 
handicraft shops. The class had experienced the skill and labor required 
for handwork in such Colonial shops by working with the following 
metals: nickel, silver, pewter, copper, and lead. Various children ex- 



plained the processes used in etching their silver bracelets and napkin 
rings, molding and beating pewter and copper plates, candlesticks, and 
trays, casting lead paper weights and sawing out copper paper knives 
with pierced designs. Again the materials used, paper patterns, tools 
and finished products gave life and meaning to the processes described. 

That no one might carry away the erroneous impression that his- 
tory and art had been the only activities in the Colonial hfe study, one 
child outlined how reading from such writers as Cooper, Hawthorne, 
Irving and Longfellow had made worthwhile contributions, and read 
aloud a passage from Irving 's "Legend of Sleepy Hollow," illustrating 
Irving's exaggeration of fact, which had proved so amusing to the class. 
Another child, using a map of the Colonial trade routes (1607-1790) 
made in the classroom, brought out the fact that a study of the geog- 
raphy of Europe, as well as the Atlantic Coast in America, had proved 
very helpful in understanding the Colonists' European background. Still 
another child made apparent what an immense amount of written work 
(spelling and composition) had been accomplished in describing excur- 
sions to such Colonial places as Ridgely House, in preparing reports, in 
explaining the making of bracelets, etc. All of these experiences had 
been collected into a class book, for which the class had designed the 

Finally, the beginning of American music was illustrated by the 
class with two-part singing of "Old Hundred," Holden's "All Hail the 
Power of Jesus' Name" (the first native American melody used contin- 
uously since its composition), and "Yankee Doodle," our first national 

The assembly closed with a brief outline by the chairman of the 
work done and subject-matter studied by the class in order to under- 
stand the industrial change from handwork to machine labor, and the 
westward sweep of Americans to the Pacific. 

A cultured man is: 

"A man of quick perceptions, broad sympathies, and wide affinities; 
Responsive, but independent; 
Self-rehant, but deferential; 

Loving truth and candor, but also moderation and proportion; 
Courageous, but gentle; 
Not finished, but perfecting." 

From Eliot's "New Definition of the Culti- 
vated Man." Presidential address before the 
National Education Association, Boston^ 
July 6, 1903. 


Winter Sports at Normal 

THE northern and western universities include the extra attraction 
of winter sports in their catalogue. Stepping toward the light 
we find none other than the Maryland State Normal School en- 
deavoring to enjoy these activities on a minute scale, notwithstanding 
the fact that the little slope appeared gigantic to us beginners. Thanks 
to the precipitation of Mother Nature several of us glided over snow 
on runners of sleds or skis rather than galoshes or wet shoes. 

Between the barracks and the dormitories there were two well- 
padded paths of snow — one used for skiing, and the other, which was 
very hard and icy, used for more skiing and sleighing of the double- 
decker sort. Sleighing is an old tale around these parts, but for those 
who have not had the advantages of the North as some of our faculty 
have the skiing attempts were great novelties. It's a wonderful feeling 
to stand on two long sticks with your knees slightly bent and your body 
tilted forward and suddenly feel the sticks sliding down — down — down 
— and you wondering why the sticks haven't already become entangled 
and waiting for the moment when you will be lying in the snow. Sure 
enough the fall comes, and strange to say, even that seems to be a lot 
of fun. After all that came the part we were most adept in, that is, 
trudging up the hill, but it no longer seemed so monstrous and steep, 
with our skis under our arms. 

From the above don't get the wrong idea and think that all those 
indulging in the sport of skiing are in the beginning stage. There are 
a few whom we have seen do very well and there are those of our 
faculty about whom we have heard tales of skill. 

Of course this snow-covered ground is no more and we can no 
longer indulge in the new pastime, but we have our memories, and we 
look forward to bigger and better snow seasons at Normal. 

S. Tyser. 



Basketball Notes 

SINCE the latter part of November basketball practice, under the 
guidance of Miss Roach and Miss Daniels, has been held; on Mon- 
day afternoons for Juniors, and on Thursday afternoons for Fresh- 
men. Those who have come out for basketball have been having the 
opportunity of getting experience not possible to be had in the regular 
physical education periods. At electives they have the chance for more 
actual playing of the game and a better means of developing funda- 
mental skills, together with a broadening knowledge of what to do 
when unforeseen plays present themselves. As a culmination of these 
practices there will be games played in the near future between the 
Junior and Freshman first and second teams. After the Juniors or 
Frosh have won two games out of those played, the victors are to 
play a team drafted from the Seniors' exclusive group. 

Those in the Freshman group who have showed up well in prac- 
tice and from whom it is expected the two Frosh teams will be selected 
are: Ball, Bollinger, MuUer, Tunney, Waxman, Brooks, Summers, Jacob- 
sen, Lambert, Sterbak, Curley, Karney, Swope, Thomas, Cooke, McCall, 
Stanley, and Yeager. 

Monday, January 20th, at 7:00 P.M., the Juniors played the 
alumnse team composed of H. Rullman, Powers, L. Gist, M. Dick, 
Brookhart, and L. Scott. The game was a practice game, during which 
various combinations of Junior players were tried. Those who played 
and from whose number it is probable the Junior teams will be selected 
are: Levin, Braverman, Salchunas, "WilUams, Harris, SahHn, Rullman, 
Huflf, Magaha, Needy, Easter, Bussard, Tyser, Steiner, and Crawford. 

Selma Tyser. 

Basketball Notes 

MONDAY evening, February 13th, the alumnse basketball team again 
invaded Normal — this time to play a practice game with the 
Freshmen. Quite unexpectedly the Frosh did not make as much 
progress against the superior ex-Normalites as the Juniors did. Judging 
from the two tilts the Junior-Freshman games should be close ones. The 
Frosh are by far the faster players, but the Juniors are steadier and 
surer of their plays. It is hoped that the games will be played some 
time in the near future; perhaps "Wednesday, February 22nd, if the 
auditorium can be secured. Let's have a large crowd at the game for 
the contest. 



Free Throws 

HAVE you heard? Normal defeated University of Baltimore by ten 
points. The final score was 33-23. It has been the custom of 
our team to lose on foul shots, but this game was won on their 
free throws. Coach Minnegan's "foul-shooting championship" has the 
boys in top-notch form. 

The teamwork and aggressiveness which Coach Minnegan has been 
striving for was truly evident in this game. To the spectators of this 
game and the soccer game at Western Maryland, no further urging should 
be needed to work toward these two factors, We can readily see that 
they are the necessities of a winning team. 

Then there was the game at Blue Ridge College, which was also 
won by Normal, the score being 28-14. Normal scored the first point 
of the game and retained the lead thereafter. 

We resumed our sport relationship with "dear old Frostburg" and 
came out victorious. The first half was fast and furious, with both 
teams about on even terms. Came the second half and a bombardment 
by Normal. Normal's passwork had Frostburg running around in cir- 
cles. The ball was passed in and out until an opening was secured, and 
then — zip — two more points. The final score was 44-28. 

Blue Ridge visited us on Friday, February 17th, with high hopes of 
avenging the defeat received in their gym. However, the aggressiveness 
of our boys led to a second victory over the "Red and White" team, the 
final score being 30-20. 

George Missel. 


WE owe Theodore Woronka a vote of thanks for his splendid 
work in organizing a fencing team here at Normal and put- 
ting the team in good standing. 
Our boys dropped the first two matches to Baltimore University 
and the Y.M.C.A. by close scores. McDonogh School supplied Manager 
Woronka's team with its first victory. The final score of 8-1 indicates 
the improvement made by Normal. City College extended the decision 
of their match to the last. With the score 4-4, Woronka took the final 
match 5-3 to earn a 5-4 victory for Normal. The results of the 
McDonogh meet follow: 

Woronka defeated Gillet, 5-0. 

Edel defeated White, 5-2. 

Coursey, McDonogh, defeated Nichols, 5-3. 



Woronka defeated Sprostz, 5-1. 
Edel defeated Taylor, 5-1. 
Nichols defeated McCaffrey, 5-0. 
Bainder defeated Taylor, 5-3. 
Woronka defeated McCaffrey, 5-0. 
Edel defeated Sprostz, 5-1. 

Show your appreciation by coming to these meets and you will 
not be bored one second of the time you spend there. 

George Missel. 

Education and Privilege 

PRIVILEGE has been so deeply rooted in law and custom, and so com- 
monly recognized and approved, that effort to achieve a position 
of privilege is often considered as laudable. Higher education con- 
stantly faces this issue. Where educational resources have been provided 
to enable young men and women to enter into their cultural inheritance 
and prepare to meet their responsibilities, those resources have sometimes 
been used in a deliberate effort to escape into a privileged class. 

College and university should assist in that great undertaking of 
social evolution, the elimination of parasitism and privilege. This achieve- 
ment will be something ney under the sun. Encouragement must come 
from aspiration and from science, more than from history. We must 
look forward and not backward. For such an undertaking no institution 
is more strategic than the college. 

— Reprinted from Antioch Notes. 

Culture is an infinite capacity for pain. 

Herbert Bernhardt, Class of '35. 

Culture is an intelligent, artistic, humane attitude toward life. 

Author Unknown. 




Some seek loveliness only in the lustrous petal of a rose 

And bewail mightily when it withers, bereft of fragrance. 

Yet they see no good in the deep, dank soil that bore it, 

(Being fastidious, concerning slippery worms that might abound therein.) 

I would dig a deep hole with my two hands. 
Just to fill and hold the earth's warmth; 
I would even put my head in the hole 
To smell the earth smell, and call it beauty. 
(Being not afraid of worms.) 


Isn't It Strange? 

'Isn't it strange that Princes and Kings 

And clowns that caper in sawdust rings, 

And just plain folks like you and me, 

Are builders for Eternity? 

To each is given a bag of tools, 

A shapeless mass, and a book of rules; 

And each must make ere Ufe is flown, 

A stumbling block or a stepping stone." 

(From the Baltimore Municipal Journal.) 

A Dream 

I was adrift on a silken sea 
And gentle mermaids sang to me. 
They strewed upon the shining waves 
The riches of their treasure caves. 

They showed me pearls and gleaming stones. 
The rarest bits that Neptune owns; 
Brought me sweet flowers from the deep. 
And, singing, rocked me soft to sleep. 

Mildred Swope, Freshman V. 




Little Tommy was running errands for his sister. Among the 
requirements were some from the chemist. 

"I would hke a box of powder for my sister," said the boy. 

"Certainly," replied the chemist, and, thinking to have a joke, he 
added, "some that goes off with a bang?" 

But Tommy was equal to the occasion. 

"No," he answered brightly, "the kind that goes on with a puff." 
* * «■ * * 

"Did that rabbit's foot you carry around in your pocket ever bring 
you any luck?" 

"Sure thing. My wife got in my trousers pocket once to get some- 
thing and thought it was a mouse." 

* * * it 5J- 

Antonio: "I had to give up all idea of becoming a crooner after 
seeing my doctor." 

Pistachio: "Why, anything wrong with your vocal cords?" 
Antonio: "No, but he said I was normal mentally." — Pathfinder. 

tt St >t St t 

Little Sammie's mother took him to an entertainment. It was his 
first treat. 

As the soprano began to sing, Sammie became greatly excited over 
the gesticulations of the orchestra conductor. 

"What's the man shakin' his stick at her for?" he demanded indig- 

"Sh-h! He's not shaking his stick at her." 

But Sammie was not convinced. 

"Then what's she yellin' about?" — Selected. 

^ it it it it 

"Can any of you," the teacher asked, "tell me what 'amphibious' 
means, and give a sentence to illustrate?" 

A bright httle Negro held up his hand. "I know, sah! It's fibbing. 
Mos' fish stories am fibious!" — Boston Transcript. 

The train of thought is rather charming which led a little boy, 
when told not to mention a guest's amputated foot, to say, "No, and 
when I get to heaven I won't say anything to John the Baptist about 
his head." — Life's Little Laughs. 

it it it * * 

We can understand why a fool and his money are soon parted, but 
where he gets it is what puzzles us. 




'Twas midnight. 

"Wow! Wow! WOW!" came weird noises from the crib. 
The ball player-father poised on the edge of the bed. 
"Four bawls and I walk," he murmured. — Patton's Monthly. 


Cub Reporter: "I'd like some advice, sir, on how to run a news- 

Editor: "You've come to the wrong person, son. Ask one of my 
subscribers." — Wampus. 


A pastor in a small community ministered to a congregation that 
was small and very tight-fisted. 

Having a large family, the good parson saw the dire necessity of 
seeking a new field where he could increase his income. 

On his last Sunday he announced from the pulpit that he had 
secured a position as chaplain in the county jail. "My text is — T go to 
prepare a place for you.' " — Author Unknown. 

"I've an invention at last that will mean a fortune" 

"What is it this time?" 

"Why, it's an extra key for a typewriter. When you don't know 
how to spell a word you hit that key, and it makes a blur that might 
be an 'e,' an 'a,' or almost anything else you like." — Ipswich Star. 

"Dad, what is influence?" 

"Influence, my son, is a thing you think you have until you try 
to use it." — Der Wahre Jakob (Berlin). 

* * * * * 

Hazel: "I suppose you were nervous when you first asked your 
husband for money?" 

Ruth: "No, I was calm, and collected." 


A certain justice of the peace who was not over-intelligent recalled 
a witness. 

"My man," he said sternly, "you may yet find yourself committed 
for perjury. Only a few moments ago you told the court that you 
had only one brother, but your sister has sworn that she has two. Now, 
out with the truth." — Tit-Bits. 



A prim maiden lady who had spent all her years in the Bostonian 
atmosphere went to see some relatives who lived in a nearby state. 
Shortly after the train pulled out of the station she noticed a slab of 
granite beside the track which read: "1-m from Boston." 

The lady, thinking it was a tombstone that read, "I'm from Bos- 
ton," added to herself, "how very simple and yet how sufficient." 

— Pathfinder. 


Dolly was just home after her first day at school. ""Well, darling," 
asked her mother, "what did they teach you?" 

"Not much," replied the child. "I've got to go again." — Montreal 

She was very proud of her son's prowess. "He must be a v^ry fast 

runner," she said, showing a paper to a friend. "It says here that he 

fairly burned up the track under his record-breaking speed, and it's true, 

because I saw it this morning, and the track was nothing but cinders." 

— Christian Observer. 


"I know how to settle this unemployment problem," said the club 
wag. "If we put all the men of the world on one island, and all the 
women on another, we'd have everybody busy in no time." 

"Well, what would they be doing?" 

"Why, boat-building."— rzY-B/75. 


I'm sinking down, down, down — I've touched the ocean's floor! 

There's a green sea monster who opens wide the door. 

The sea folk stare and point laughing at me; 

I am frightened and lost — I turn to flee. 

But, lo, I heard a dull thudding roar; 

The shiny sea folk fall in awe upon the floor. 

I turn to behold an unbelievable sight, 

A horrible monster with eyes of flashing light. 

His horny body moved with matchless snake-like grace 

As he came through the weedy water to the place 

Where I stood afraid — my body was numb. 

Said he, "If mortals to my unholy realm must come, 

Then let them be condemned to die!" 

Oh, why did I eat that piece of raisin pie? 

A. WiLHELM, Junior IV. 



Learn From Blunders 

English — "Pupils, what are the three words you most often use?" 
"I don't know." "Right." 

Biology — "What is a gill?" "A gill is a Hqtiid measure, one-fourth 
of a pint." 

Chemistry — "What can you tell me about nitrates?" "They are 
cheaper than day rates." 

Grammar — "What is an antecedent?" "An antecedent is a species 
of ants." 

Civics — "What is a 'rider' in Congressional matters?" "A rider is 
a man on horseback." 

Arithmetic — "What is a parallelogram?" "It's a crooked square." 

History — "Who killed Abraham Lincoln?" "Booth Tarkington." 

Hygiene — "What is the insect that carries brain fever?" "Algebra." 

Ruth Saperstein, Freshman I. 

There is a serious crisis confronting New York society. The Metro- 
politan Opera is in danger of closing for good. Where will society go 
to talk while the opera is being stmg? — Albany Knickerbocker Press. 

He calls a spade a spade, 

Does Joe, 
Save when he drops it 

On his toe. 

— Boston Transcript. 

* * * * 

Mark Twain said: "If you cannot sleep, try lying on the edge of 
the bed — then you may drop off." 

* * * * 

He: "Darling, you are the very breath of my Ufe." 
She: "Honey, see how long you can hold you breath." 


They were developing good classroom habits as well as the habits 
of a turtle. — Freshman V. 




The most xinfortunate letter in the alphabet, some say, is the letter 

"e," because it's always out of "cash," forever in "debt" and never out 

of "danger." 

That's all true. Still it's never in "war," always in "peace," and 

always in something to "eat." 

It is the beginning of "existence," the commencement of "east," and 

the end of "trouble." 

Without it there could be no "Hfe," no "heaven." 

It is the center of "honesty" and is always in "love." 

It is the beginning of "encouragement" and "endeavor" and the 

end of "failure." — The Gulf Coast Lumberman. 

* * * * 


"Waiter: "Haven't you forgotten something, sir?" 
Professor: "Why, I thought I gave you the customary tip." 
Waiter: "You did, sir, but you forgot to eat." — Humorist. 

9S- * * * 

An actor was appearing in a play in which a thunderstorm played 
an important part. One night in the middle of a speech he was inter- 
rupted by a terrific peal. 

The annoyed actor looked up into the flies and said, "That came in 
the wrong place." 

And the angry stage-hand repUed, "Oh, did it? Well, it came from 
'eaven." — Tit-Bits. 


A certain famous motor-car manufacturer advertised that he had 
put a car together in seven minutes. The next evening he was called 
on the phone at dinner time and asked if it were so. 

"Yes," was the reply. "Why?" 

"Oh, nothing. But I believe I've got the car." — Puppet. 

"Daddy, what's a horse's turf?" 
"What do you mean, my dear?" 

"It said in the paper tonight that the race horse that just died had 
never been beaten on the turf." 


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When in winter the moon goes sailing 

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A ghost of the earth it loved, 
With the petals of roses curling 

Where the feet of summer roved? 

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Dedication 4 

The Doorway — ^An Etching by Ruth Oheim. Facing 5 

The Class of '33 5 

Statistics and Dreams 6 

Wind 7 

May Day 8 

Commencement Program 9 

"Footprints on the Sands of Time" 10 

The Ballad of '33 12 

Believe! 18 

The New Campus School 20 

The Alumni Association 23 

My Tribute to the Teacher 26 

Faces 27 

Elementary School Stories and Poems 29 

Students of International Institute Visit Normal. ... 33 

The New York Trip 34 

Editorial Page 36 

To Build Discrimination 37 

Filling in the Gaps 38 

Assembhes 42 

School News 47 

Poetry 48 

What Art Might Do For Us 49 

Elections and Elections 49 

Sports 51 

So What? 56 

Seen and Heard 57 

Future 61 

Advertisements 62 

Birthday Party 64 


We dedicate this magazine to Mr. 
Albert S. Cook, State Superintendent 
of Schools, as one who has steadily 
and sincerely worked for the better- 
ment of our Maryland State Normal 
School at Towson. 

Class of 1933. 



Mr. Albert S. Cook 
State Superintendent of Schools 

The Towson Doorway 

"The Art of Living' 


The Class of '33 


TIME marches on! This June marks a milestone in our progress. 
The first three-year diploma class goes out from our doors. Do 
you know the steps in our development since the World War 
ended? Teachers were scarce. Normal schools in Maryland as well as 
throughout the country were depleted and almost useless. Indeed, if 
we told the truth, they were believed to be somewhat worthless, so 
low had sunk our ideas of relative values — war or peace. Gradually, 
after the Armistice, schools began to be looked up to as the Second 
Line of Defense for our country, and things of peace took high rank 
as against things of war, which for four years had held supremacy. 

Teacher training began to take on new meaning and Normal 
Schools were attracting attention once more. In 1920 there were 207 
students in the Freshman class at Towson. Year by year the number 
increased; the curriculum became a more profound thing; selectivity 
of students loomed large as a basic requisite since quality of leadership 
must count in the education of young children, and standards leaped 
toward excellence. Then came the wise provision, passed by the Legis- 
lature in 1931, that the course should be extended to three years. The 
class that entered in September, 1930, came on a two-year basis; the 
first regular three-year group came in in September, 1931. Thirty-two 
wise young Freshmen students of 1930-1931 decided to waive their 
claims to a two-year diploma, and signed up, adopting the three-year 
course. Those thirty-two will graduate this June. They were wise 
when they made their decision. They are our first offering to the State 
from a three-year curriculum which we hope sends them out as young 
teachers better prepared; more mature; clearer eyed about life; more 
responsible. They are a friendly group, unafraid. To the teaching 
world we say, "Take them! Encourage them! Foster them, for though 
they are few in number, they are 'chosen and called.' " 

LiDA Lee Tall. 


Statistics and Dreams 

STATISTICS concerning youth are compiled in every school in the coun- 
try. Statistics are piled high and stored away JEor the ages to come. 
Each year produces more statistics for the files, and out into the 
world goes that continuovis stream of Hving matter which for its short 
period has partaken of the fruits of the Tree of Knowledge. Interesting 
indeed are those recorded facts, for here it is that Educators read the 
results of their teachings. 

Youth as it moves becomes either one kind or the other; either 
pliant, pUable, thinking, with facts before him to become a dreamer of 
real dreams, or he becomes one of those who has lost the spirit of life 
and has dreamed no dreams, has lived no individual Hfe, but like a 
chameleon has assumed the drab protective coloring of decayed limbs 
on age-old trees. Such as these either think or they do not; hence they 
contribute to life or they do not. 

Statistics remarks these tendencies of behavior and notes numer- 
ically item after item and compiles them into table after table. The 
reading of these tables mark the trend of growth or decay in the race. 
All action can be noted as a movement in one direction or another. 
Every movement recorded as an item and verified is called a true fact. 
True facts are truth as man sees it. Truth in facts are the means of 

But facts alone do not build new worlds, but rather the dreams 
dreamed deep in the thoughts of men produce the real results. Beau- 
tiful thoughts are periods of insight into life, when the individual sees 
with crystal clearness and judges with accuracy the relation of facts 
to each other. Dreams become reality to him! Dreams expressed in 
beauty of thought make possible the idealistic expressions of the human 

Dreamers, you who soar to worlds sublime in beautiful things — go 
seek the facts that fashion Truth! Realists, you who Uve in material 
things — ^go forth to dream dreams that form the living soul of Truth! 

Elizabeth Byerly. 



THE writing of a class prophecy holds drama and a bit of pathos. 
As I half jokingly try to measure and gauge a future, I seem to 
feel the presence of some vast force of fate watching ironically 
over my shoulder, waiting to lift, or perhaps to crush! 

Today, we are all together, and our everyday Uves and thoughts are 
interbound through association. We have definite impressions of each 
other, which we casually acknowledge, but we do not really know 
each other, or even ourselves. There are parts to us that have never 
been touched and challenged. As life plays upon us it may waken and 
quicken these unknown selves, into discords or harmonies we have never 
heard before. 

At our age, life has Hmitless possibilities. It is charged with mysti- 
cism and drama. But as we Uve on, Hfe will narrow itself, in that we 
will begin to see its boimdaries, and a uniformity of grayness in its 
colors. I don't know how I know it, but I feel it— I suppose we shall 
be ready for peace, then. 

All life is music. It is deepness, distance, light and shade, and 
movement — some of us call it God. Some of us will feel in it perhaps 
a surging rhythm, Hke that of a majestic processional; to some who do 
not listen, it may be a faintly disquieting repetition of sound; some few 
may throttle the very fates with their intensity, and wring and tear a 
purging poignancy from chaos and discord; to a great many it will be 
the even rhythm and melodic calmness of a well ordered life, and con- 
tentment (a graying of colors in peace). Or it may be a sometimes 
wistful, sometimes crying, whimsical melody — or it may be the modu- 
lation of chords — stark minor, then major, stretching, swelling, deep- 
ening, bursting! 

How the forces of life will seize us, grind us and change us in 
five years we cannot know. 

It is as though a being holds in the palm of his hand a few little 
grains. Some are large, some are small — ^none are alike. As he holds 
them a wind blows, and — ^puflF — they blow into the air, to be carried 
by what winds, unknown, to what shores, unknown .... 

Mary Douglas. 


May Day 

IN the "wake of a rain that momentarily daunted all hopes of a May 
Day at Normal came a "made to order" setting — ^blue skies, warm 
sunshine lighting a carpet of green — all this befitted the beauty of 
a Queen. Trumpets heralded the coming of her court garbed in hues 
of spring. As these lovely maidens paused in tribute before the royal 
throne, the Queen ascended to the honored seat above. According to 
tradition the Regal Maid was crowned, and the audience gathered with 
pleasure around the bowered throne. 

Poets whose imagination had been stirred contributed their thoughts 
of May. 

Dances, songs, and contests added a less dignified note to the occa- 
sion, and with merry-making the court seemed well pleased. 

As the shadows lengthened, our herald sensed the spirit of approach- 
ing evening. She who in merry tones had announced the Queen's arrival 
now somewhat reluctantly hinted of the ending of another May Day 
at Normal. 

Charlotte Wagner. 


Out today 

Where the sky and the sea 

Sweep the horizon in a glad free line 

Strong winds blow and time is lost 

In one long surge of color. 

The atom of God in me 
Is grateful for this breath 
Of the Uving 

M. Simmons. 


M.ay Day, ig^^ 

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The Maryland State Normal School 

at Towson, Maryland 


Standard Time 


Wednesday, June 7th 

6:00 P. M. — Senior Campus Supper and Council Fire. 

Thursday, June 8 th 

Visiting High School teams arrive. (Our guests at Newell Hall.) 
8:00 P. M. — Visiting teams entertained by the Athletic Association. 

Friday, June 9th 

9:00 A. M.— State Volley Ball Meet (Stadium). 
6:00 P. M. — Supper on Campus. 
7:00 P. M. — Campus Singing. 

Saturday, June 10th — ^Alumni Day 

3:00- 3:30 P. M. — Reception at New Elementary School Building. 

3:30- 4:30 P. M. — Class Reunions. 

5:00- 5:45 P. M. — Business Meeting. 

6:15- 8:30 P. M. — ^Dinner, Music by School Orchestra. 

9:00-12:00 P. M.— Dancing. 

Sunday, June 11th 

4:00 P. M. — Baccalaureate Service, Auditorium of School. 

Sermon by Reverend Albert E. Day, Mt. Vernon Place 
Methodist Episcopal Church. 

Monday, June 12th — Commencement Day 

10:30 A. M.— ^The Procession of Guests, Faculty and Students will 

11:00 A. M. — Commencement, Auditorium. 

Speaker, Governor Albert C. Ritchie. 


"Footprints on the Sands of Time" 

THE departing Senior Class entered Normal under the old two-year 
plan, and was originally considered a part of the Class of 1932. 
As is the custom in the golden days of September, a great refining 
process known as testing occurred, from which the newcomers emerged 
chastened and classified. In brief, they were ready for the gentle hands 
of delighted Seniors. 

Rumors have persisted since that time, of ear-ringed, bearded men 
and black-hosed, pig-tailed girls. We have neither picture nor manu- 
script to prove these things, but we can say authoritatively that one 
member of the present Senior Class was more than perturbed because 
the entrants were expected to finance the lighting of the tower. ($1.50 
for Tower Light.) 

However, at least thirty of this group thought Normal was "free 
from worry, care and strife," for in September, 1932, they separated 
themselves from the new Senior Class, again called themselves Juniors 
and became the Class of 1933. 

In order to prepare themselves for the oncoming year, the Juniors 
held their election in the spring of 1932. The results were as follows: 

President Edward Gersuk 

Vice-President Marguerite Kimball 

Secretary Frances Shepperd 

Treasurer Betty Sucro 

Social Chairman Martha Alford 

Assistant Social Chairman Michael Salzman 

Soon after this event Miss Byerly consented to become the class 
adviser, and fairest prospects for the new year were assured. 

The year 1932-33 opened without the Seniors. They were staking 
their second and final claim in the field of Student Teaching. On 
November 11th, a group of thirty- two weather-beaten but fortunate 
prospectors returned to Towson and became just students at Normal 

Immediately Juniors acting as presidents of organizations, gave 
place to Seniors. Marguerite Kurrle took over the government of the 
General Student Council. On certain Fridays Marguerite Spehnkouch 
presided over the resident students, while Charlotte Wagner, with Cath- 
erine Hildebrand as scribe, conducted the meetings of the Day Student 



One day a very strange thing happened in assembly. Large enve- 
lopes were distributed rather judiciously to three Seniors. We have been 
told that the recipients were immediately worried — to no purpose. These 
three, Marguerite Kurrle, Martha Bennett and Elnetia Ewing, were in- 
vited to become members of the Chi Alpha Sigma, one of the greatest 
honors at Normal! Eunice Burdette had been so recognized the pre- 
vious year. 

Meanwhile the quiet life had few charms for the Seniors. Conse- 
quently, early in the new year, they presented "The Wedding" to a 
large and enthusiastic audience. Later, on the Girls' Demonstration 
Night, the Seniors worked valiantly and cheered lustily when the Juniors 
captured the cherished cup. Strange shadows on the screen denoted the 
presence of Louis Rachanow, Ben Kremen, and Eddie Gersuk, during the 
Men's Revue. Mike Salzman was the versatile announcer. 

No doubt some future Normalite may peruse this issue in some 
very distant hour. For you, who skim this page we are making a 
little explanation. Are you wondering why this little band marked 
their last days at Normal, without even a faint echo of the strains that 
willing orchestras produce at proms? Are you wondering why they 
were content to go from Normal without the protecting armor of a 
yearbook? The answer to the first, lies not in passionate devotion to 
study to the utter exclusion of the "light fantastic." Indeed, no, there 
is scarce a soul in all the group, who cannot let books slide, when music 
reverberates through these halls. As for the second question, you must 
not think there is a dearth of either literary or artistic ability. Mary 
Ann Douglas, Ruth Caples and Genevieve Shules were always ready and 
willing help with poem, essay and design. The real reason for these 
two peculiar circumstances, lies in the decision of William Woodin, 
United States Secretary of the Treasury. 

Herein lies history, and incidentally national events are very close 
to the Seniors! When Mr. Woodin closed all the banks of the country 
on March 6th, we doubt if he even considered the effect the measure 
would have on the Seniors at Normal. However, as late as May, 1933, 
our bank was still guarding most of the students' association funds. In 
short, the money was tied up in the bank, and the Class of 1933 was 
without funds. 

Our faculty, however, was not willing to see the first of the three- 
year classes go from Normal without "a cup of kindness." On May 
29th, the instructors entertained the Seniors at dinner, and an evening 
of pleasure followed. Mutual enjoyment in the ordinary everyday amuse- 
ments, brought both groups closer together, and gave further under- 
standing to old friendships, and to the Seniors, a precious memory. 



The Class of 1933 is leaving Normal. Its members bequeath no 
wise statement that will gviide others. The Seniors have simply Kved 
as others have before them. Each year saw a better appreciation of the 
principles that guided them. Many things are still indefinite. Perhaps 
the future holds clearer perceptions. Was this the idea that was form- 
ing in the minds of the Seniors, when they chose to inscribe but one 
word on their banner — "ONWARD?" 

Mary A. Wright. 

The Ballad of Nineteen Thirty- three 

The Senior Class of Thirty-three 
Has an ancient history 
Nineteen-thirty in the fall 
We heard the voice of teaching call. 

Why overnight! Mir able dictu! 
Big brothers and sisters we gained 
Who told us the things we already knew, 
But nothing they taught us remained. 

In Rights Week we learned the proper way 
To greet the Seniors and say good-day, 
In middies and skirts we went to school 
And suffered in silence the ridicule. 

The Seniors gave black marks with lavish grace. 
The Juniors were weeping all over the place, 
And when at the end the culprits were tried 
A lollypop for each did soothe their pride. 

We studied heroically, expecting each day 
To be summoned and sent along on our way. 
We suffered and studied and managed to stay 
TiU the end of school gave us a hoUday. 

The teachers said that we could remain 
For a third year at the Normal School. 
Then we changed our status and became again 
The Junior Class for the second time. 



Then backward we went to the Freshmen to learn 
'Bout the world of today and of the past concern 
Until we began to think that we knew 
All the teachers at Normal could do. 

But we were mistaken as often we are, 

"We found that our knowledge was too meagre by far, 

For student teaching we soon would see. 

Ignorant then we were Hkely to be! 

For nine weeks we worried, slaved, and fought 
For those Httle blue marks in the registrar's file 
But finally the day that we had long sought — 
April the eighth, the end of our trial. 

The day we came back, we were sober and sad. 
Thinking of children both good and bad, 
Remembering reading and writing, and tests. 
But very much missing the "httle pests." 

The home and the farm and transportation, 
The desert, the "West, and Merrie Old England 
Were subjects of units we struggled to make 
"While learning to hammer, to saw, and to bake. 

On the sixth of May the tables were turned, 
The Seniors were served by the teachers so learned. 
Then out for song and dance on the green. 
In honor of Betty, the Senior May Queen. 

On June the ninth the Seniors departed 
To leave us downcast and broken-hearted. 
Diplomas and flowers then graced the hall 
And we were left to return in the fall. 

"We proudly returned in the fall of the year, 
As Seniors we met Student Teaching sans fear. 
We took our units and tried to do 
"What the teachers at Normal had told us to. 

Early to rise and late to bed 
That was the kind of Kfe we led. 
With papers to mark and charts to make 
We managed to keep our families awake. 



On Armistice Day the truce was declared, 
From further torture we now woiJd be spared, 
For teaching and charts had now at last 
Become a part of an illustrious past. 

Back to Normal we went to wait 
For the S. T. mark that was our fate. 
The Freshmen we found to be lots of fun 
We learned the names of them one by one, 

"We visited the sewage disposal plant 
And there we did both rave and rant, 
And hold our noses, and gasp for air. 
Because of the odors everywhere. 

When Eddie stepped off with Shules one day, 
(It was just because of the Senior Play) 
We all turned out to "do them proud" 
And formed a very jolly crowd. 

For Freshmen, Juniors, and Faculty 
Came out to see our play and tea; 
They laughed and danced and at the end 
We, the Seniors, had cash to spend. 

But alas and alack, for all our swank. 
We put our trust in a colicky bank 
And now we pine in misery, 
For all our money is there, you see. 

To Shakespeare next we turned our minds 
After studying ballads and things that rhymed. 
In assembly time we planned to give 
A taste of what made Shakespeare live. 

But ere doing that we wanted to go 
To the Folger Museum, where, as you know, 
Shakespeare's shrined and his works on display 
To students who come there from far away. 

'Twas a fine Wednesday morn 

When off we were borne 

In car and train, with lunches each one. 

To study Shakespeare in Washington. 



We laughed and we joked and managed to spend 
A glorious day we hoped wouldn't end. 
At Folger's Museum we saw all that was fine. 
And sat in a theatre of Shakespeare's time. 

The Congressional Library next claimed our attention 
And there we saw far too much to mention. 
We thought that we would then like to go 
To the President's house and the Capitol also. 

We hstened to Senators debate quick and fast 
And wondered how long the fun would last; 
But we really felt that our Seniors fair 
Could take the place of the Senators there. 

We have a record for lively debate 
That we feel in court would carry great weight; 
So instead of teachers and stiff school-marms 
We're going to be lawyers and foreclose on farms. 

Those Washington streets are hard to know; 
And we found that fact to be quite so, 
For after asking a million or two 
We managed to find a road that we knew. 

In school the next day we were all so tired, 
Though with fervor and pep we were greatly fired 
To show the school how well we knew 
What the people in Shakespeare's time did do. 

In assembly time we had the Shrew, 
Hamlet, Macbeth, and Juliet, too. 
And all the school said it was well done 
And we were praised for it by Miss Munn. 

Disappointed by rain on the third of May 
The happy event was held the next day; 
When the school turned out to see our queen: 
A lady most noble, and fair, and serene. 

May Day over, we settled down 
To ponder, and worry, and fret, and frown 
Over courses of study and much education: 
Professionals soon would claim our attention. 



Professionals over, we celebrated 

At a banquet, for which we had long been dated; 

Oh, wasn't it nice of the "faculty bunch" 

To give us a dinner instead of a lunch? 

June the twelfth, with many sad tears, 
The thing we had wanted three long years: 
A piece of skin, a bow of white. 
Received by ^xs with great deUght. 

"With shaking voice and moistened eye 
We bade our teachers all good-bye. 
Never to sit in these halls so dear. 
Never another test to fear! 

Happy landings, O Class Thirty- three! 

Carry our spirit so fine and free 

Down the years to solve the mystery 

Of what we'll contribute to history. 

WiLMA A. Smith, 
Ida M. Hausmann, 


Senior Activities 

IN the fall when student teaching was over, many Juniors and Fresh- 
men asked each other who the Seniors were. But soon the Seniors 
became known, for they began their activities. 
What was the meaning of the posters placed in such spectacular 
places? Oh, yes, the Senior Play. Who is there who does not remember 
the dramatic "Wedding?" 

It was a bit disheartening to learn that the Seniors would not, 

because of the smallness of their group, be able to finance a prom. 

However, the Juniors kindly invited the group to their Junior Prom. 

May Day was a bright spot. It was traditionally a Senior Day, 

and it Hved up to its traditions in impressiveness and dignity. 

Now brightening the future, temporarily darkened by prospects of 
Professionals, are the Faculty Dinner on May 29th, the Senior Council 
Fire, the Baccalaureate Service on June 11th, and the grand finale — 
Commencement on June 12th. 

Martha Alford, Senior Social Chairman. 


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Campus Drive 




Chi Alpha Sigma Fraternity 

THE Chi Alpha Sigma Fraternity holds high the ideals of character, 
achievement and scholarship. The students elected to this society 
have proved themselves worthy members of the school and repre- 
sent the best in character, achievement and scholarship. They have con- 
tributed much to the life of the school. They are leaders; they seek 
responsibility. Election to the Chi Alpha Sigma Fraternity is one of 
the highest honors in the school. 

Eunice Burdette heads the list of seniors in the society. She has 
been a member for the last two years and has served faithfully as sec- 
retary-treasurer. Soon she will yield an able pen to another Normalite 
in next year's senior class. 

Martha Bennett has given much unselfish service and is outstand- 
ingly dependable. Martha seems capable of doing everything from read- 
ing about technocracy to pulling up tulips. 

Elnetia Ewing is another member of this distinguished group. "Net- 
tie," as she is known to her friends, believes life is just one long ques- 
tion. Perhaps she is the only one right about it. ResponsibiHty rests 
familiarly on her shoulders. She is a serious person — only we can't help 
remembering that her secret ambition is to wiggle her ears. 

Marguerite Kurrle is cool, calm and efficient. She combines beauty 
and grey matter in the service of ye Alma Mater. The dignified Stu- 
dent Council President is a Maid of Honor — in more ways than one. 

Installation of Officers 

Wednesday, May 3, 1933. 

Spring — growth — new hopes — ^new life. These were the sentiments 
expressed when the General, Resident, and Day Student Council Officers, 
and the Class Officers turned over the student leadership "controls" to 
their capable successors. 

The Assembly from start to finish was entirely a student affair; 
we even sang Alma Mater without our usual faculty guidance. 

One year, 365 days, are ahead, during which this growth may con- 
tinue, and the new hopes be reaUzed. 

May the student leadership of the year 1933-1934 end happily as 
does the year 1932-1933. 

Marguerite Kurrle. 




IT was Easter. Throngs of people filled the streets and highways on 
their way to church. Very different motives prompted people to 
go out into the sunshine, and to church. Some were driven by 
impulse, others were anxious to be seen by friends; many were driven 
by the emotion of the season; a few were prompted by emotion con- 
trolled by thought. The world was in a great crisis. Easter, the 
awakening season, always has meant something in the philosophy of 
living. Could it mean something to the world in its chaotic state 

As the towers of the unfinished cathedral came into view the 
strains of the great organ accompanied by thousands of voices rang 
forth in their alleluias the faith and the hope of a new day. As one 
left the blooming flowers, brilHant sunshine, and granite bovJders on 
which this magnificent edifice was being built and entered the portals 
of the church truly the only thought which came into mind, no matter 
what one's motives, one's creed, one's race, or one's religion was, "I 
beheve in God — .'* 

The silence of the great church was upon the kneeling parishioners. 
Great reverence coupled with exuberance filled the heart. There were 
Hindus, Chinese, Japanese, English, ItaUan, French, and Americans all 
humbly paying tribute in their individual way. Some stood with head 
bowed and eyes closed, others with head held high, a few knelt with 
head touching the cold marble. One saw these people and thought of 
their contributions to life. Some were artists, some musicians, some 
statesmen, some educators, and some were just people with no title, no 
degree, no pedigree, no label — ^but they were people who cared, who 
thought of finer things than just self, who contributed much to the com- 
forts and happiness of many by taking time to listen to tragedies and 
joys of fellowmen, and by sharing sympathetically with others whether 
in a tangible or intangible way. 

Great names such as Grenfell, Nightingale and others came into 
mind as one looked at the group. Yes, one can recognize greatness in 
the great deeds of great people, but can one also recognize greatness in 
the humble deeds of humble people? Here, too, a thought came, 7 
believe in mankind. 

All this was happening In one of the most cosmopolitan cities in 
the world, the most cosmopolitan city in America, but it was America. 
The picture of the world outside the cathedral was not a pleasant one. 


Thousands of banks were closed, millions were out of work, foreign 
nations' attitudes were not entirely friendly in the matter of tariff and 
war debts, prohibition had been substituted for temperance, crime and 
divorce had increased. This was the picture, but today things have 
changed. Hundreds of banks are open on a secure foundation, thous- 
ands of men are going back to work, a tariff truce has been declared 
by the major nations of the world, the thinking people are working for 
temperance and not prohibition, and the theory of heartless individualism 
is slowly being replaced by the theory of the greatest good to the 
greatest number. American institutions and ideals are going forward 
again. It will take time. It will take much money. It will take 
great planning and thought. It will take co-operation and less com- 
petition. Isn't it a privilege to say, "I believe in America?" 

Countries, nations, institutions are just as strong as the individuals 
who are parts of them. No one nation, church or school can be great 
because just one person, or a group of persons, at the head is great. 
One must have fine leadership in order to grow, but what about us, 
the individuals who are being led? Have we faith in ourselves? Are 
we big enough to go on? 

It is possible to look at ourselves in three different ways. We can 
be Pollyannas, use rose-colored spectacles and refuse to see honestly. "We 
can slide the ruler just a little at both ends and say that because we have 
done this particular thing it must be good, or I didn't mean it the way 
it happened, excusing ourselves always. Then there is another way. It 
is possible to look at ourselves in a pessimistic way. We can see what 
derelicts of society we really are, making one mistake after another, and 
feel that there is little hope for the contemptible hypocrite, which is all 
that we can see in ourselves. Both of these ways are wrong and not 
quite square. There is another way, the way of the intelligent optimist. 
He looks at himself, sees his life squarely with all of its shortcomings 
and failures, but draws a line, totals the score and makes a plan of 
action to go forward and not repeat the old mistakes if it is possible 
to avoid them. He looks at hfe as it is, with hope. He plans to make 
it better in the future. It is not easy to look at one's self honestly and 
sincerely. It is the hardest place in the world to say, "I believe — ." 

But if one is to Uve life and not escape it, if one is to get the 
fullest meanings from life, if one is to belong to a great country, to 
mankind and to eternity, one must believe in himself, believe in his 
country, believe in mankind, and believe in God. 

W. Pauline Rutledge. 



The New Campus School 

ONE day in late February when the sun shone -warm and bright, 
and the first faint stirrings of spring gave the call of the great 
outdoors, moving time came for the elementary school. There 
was no more excitement in Hamlin Town when its children followed 
the Pied Piper than Towson had on that great day. Grown-ups may 
have their own ideas about moving, but young folks who have spent 
weeks and months in anticipation, prefer their own way of doing things, 
and in this case their own way was to take up their belongings, large 
and small, and in joyous procession travel directly to their new home. 
As ants hurry about in an ordered confusion, bearing burdens larger 
than their small bodies, children scurried back and forth, crossing each 
other's paths, making directly for the spot which they had known as 
their own even before there was a roof to cover it. Had they not 
seen the foundation laid, watched the building take form, and visited 
it to find out just where they belonged? Had they not planned week 
after week what they would do "when we move?" Had they not sensed 
that somehow one part of their lives was ending, another beginning? 
Had they not begun to feel that they were ready to leave an outworn 
shell, a low- vaulted past to enter a temple nobler than the last? And 
with what eagerness they faced the adventure of leaving behind useless 
habits as well as outworn tools to rebuild a school worthy in spirit of 
so fine a habitation! 

The new school has beauty. Not only is it placed in a setting to 
which nature has been kind, but it also has the loveliness that is the 
result of being eminently fitted for its purpose. Abundance of hght, 
air and sunshine — fundamental for children — a glorious view of glen, 
hillside and far fields invigorates the body and spirit. Blossoming fruit 
trees, dogwood, flowering shrubs, and well-kept fields give evidence that 
others before us have loved this place, lived here and found it good. 
Surroundings of such mellowness insured a settled aspect for the new 
building from the beginning. No crude newness strikes the eye, nor 
mars the pleasure of occupancy. So well, too, have architects and 
builders blended material and design with the adjacent buildings, that 
this one takes its place in the Normal School group as if it were con- 
ceived in the original plan. 

The joy spot from the standpoint of architectural loveliness is the 
entrance. The wide terrace leading to several doorways gives an air 
of gracious hospitality which is enhanced by the ample vestibule, entrance 
hall, and just a few steps above these the landing, leading to the assem- 
bly room. Imagination immediately peoples these generous spaces with 



perhaps a hundred Normal School students arriving to visit classes for 
observation, or with groups of parents lingering to talk after a well- 
attended evening meeting, or the closing exercises in June. To the left 
of the entrance hall, a closet is conveniently placed to care for wraps, 
and to serve as a station for folding chairs for classroom visitors. Built 
into the walls on either side of the hall are cases for exhibiting school 
work or educational collections such as art objects. The walnut panel- 
ing, wrought iron hardware, and ornamental lights are beautiful enough 
to banish forever the idea that a school shall ever again be a prison 
house to surround a growing boy. 

I said that the school has the beauty of utility. Each classroom 
unit is something in which to take pride. It was designed not only for 
modern elementary school instruction, but also to serve as a laboratory 
for observation and the training of teachers. The main room, therefore, 
is somewhat larger than is usual, and at the back, beyond a glass parti- 
tion, is a teacher's office and conference room large enough to serve also 
as an auxiliary classroom for group work with children. From the 
standpoint of instruction, perhaps this room is the joy spot. Or is it 
the library, the assembly room, the play room, or the workshop? 

The workshop is just what its name implies. Activities of all sorts 
which cannot well be carried on in an ordinary classroom with poUshed 
desks and finished floors are conducted there. Facilities are provided for 
children to work with wood, clay, plaster of paris, and the like; to 
wash, iron, dye materials; to cook, sew, and carry on any work that 
class activities may suggest. When the maple tree on the campus was 
tapped, here the sap was boiled down. In great contrast to this, primary 
grade children recently lay on the large tables while students under 
direction helped them with posture exercises. These examples merely 
suggest the many opportunities which such equipment gives for enrich- 
ing the school program. 

The assembly room gives double service as a music room for Normal 
School classes and as an assembly and music room for the children. A 
central place where children may go to the piano for rhythms, dancing, 
and chorus work makes possible the happy, wholesome social experience 
which group music alone can provide. Around this room, too, some of 
our most delightful school traditions will be built — in fact are already 
taking form. The stage has been used for several plays; it will provide 
inspiration for many more. Weekly assemblies, student council meet- 
ings, school parties, and parent-teacher meetings have been held there. 
Such gatherings are priceless in unifying a school — in building a distinc- 
tive community personality. 

It is significant that in spite of the advantages of having a home 
of their own, some of the children left the old building with consid- 



arable regret. This was especially true of the older ones, who had spent 
a number of eventful years in the midst of the Normal School students, 
mingling with them in halls and classrooms, making friends among them, 
sharing their equipment, edging in on their athletic and social events, 
listening to bits of grown-ups' conversations, observing their doings 
much as children in homes sometimes sit on the top step and survey 
what is going on below stairs. This contact must have developed a con- 
siderable amount of understanding, for one of the older boys remarked, 
"I should think the students would like having the building to them- 
selves; it will seem so much more like a college." On the other hand 
Normal School students said, "We miss the children; we Hked having 
them around." There is something wholesome about these mutual 

'We think, with the poet, that leaving the outgrown shell means 
entering upon a Hfe more free. There is no doubt that with the sense 
of possession that came to the children when they took up their resi- 
dence in the new building, there came also a sense of freedom and also 
of responsibility. The beautiful gift is theirs to own, theirs to enjoy, 
but also theirs to cherish. It is theirs to pass on, in the manner of the 
old Athenians, better and more beautiful than it was transmitted to 

Irene M. Steele. 

Truth and Beauty 

THE greatest philosophers have divided the mind into three parts — 
first, the intellect whose aim is truth; next the will, whose aim is 
the good; third, sensibiHty, whose aim is the beautiful. The true, 
the good, and the beautiful — a rare combination? No — ^not if we look 
carefuUy enough. We can help to develop these three traits by broad- 
ening the cultural background of children — ^preparing them for future 
as well as present living. Every day we should become more and more 
conscious of the sensibihties and emotions of children. Daily we should 
see more clearly the necessity for developing ourselves along sesthetic 
lines — music, art, dramatics, Hterature. It is of vital importance for 
us to enrich our cultural background, for we shall be entrusted with the 
most sacred things God has made. "The child is the product of the 
past, he lives in the present and for the future." What will his future 
be? That depends in a large measure on us. 

N. Macht. 



Miss Lida Lee Tall, the principal of the Normal School, seeks the 
opportunity to give a word of greeting to all members of the Alumni 
Association, in the Social Room, Richmond Hall. 

Special rooms for class meetings will be assigned to anyone who 
sends for reservation by June 9 th. Communicate with Miss Mary Hud- 
son Scarborough, Maryland State Normal School, Towson, Maryland. 
The Classes of 1868, 1873, 1878, 1883, 1888, 1893, 1898, 1903, 1908, 
1913, 1918, 1923, 1928, are holding special five-year reunions. Let 
us hope that all classes will meet in addition. Is your class meeting? 


The principal matters of business to be brought up on this occa- 
sion will be: 

First, reports of Committees and of County Units. 

Second, election of officers. 

Third, membership drive. 

Fourth, the work of the Field Secretary. 

Fifth, the new project — a Students' Building on the campus. 


The subscription dinner will be served under the auspices of the 
dormitory staff, and the students will provide an attractive musical pro- 
gram. Price, $1.00. Please send your reservation, with check or money 
order, stating also year of graduation, not later than June 9th, to Miss 
Mary A. Grogan, Maryland State Normal School, Towson, Maryland. 

Annual dues, $2.50 (which includes nine issues of The Tower 
Light) or $1.00 (without The Tower Light), unless already paid, 
should be forwarded at this time to Miss Mary A. Grogan. The fiscal 
year of the association begins September 1st and ends August 31st. 
Payment of dues entitles active members to admission to the entertain- 
ment feature of the Founder's Day celebration, and a ticket to the 
Alumni Reception and Dance. 

All Seniors and their escorts are invited to the dance as guests of 
the Alumni. 


Provision has been made to accommodate forty out-of-town grad- 
uates at the rate of 50 cents for room and breakfast. Reservations 
will be honored as received. Requests for room reservations should be 
made before June 8th. Address: Miss Ruth C. Sperry, Maryland State 
Normal School, Towson, Maryland. 

Dressing rooms for men and women are located in Newell Hall and 
in the Administration Building. 



Alumni Day 

THIS year Alumni Day will be Saturday, June 10, 1933. Is your 
class having a reunion? All classes ending in "3" and "8" are 
holding special reunions. 

At three o'clock in the afternoon Miss Tall will greet the members 
of the association in the New Elementary School Building, All alumni 
will meet at four o'clock in rooms designated in the Administration 
Building. At five o'clock there will be a business meeting in Room 217. 
After this meeting everyone will retire to the dining room in Newell 
Hall for dinner. Dancing will begin after dinner at 8:30 P. M. 

Do not miss your class reunion this year. Get in touch with your 
class chairman. Maybe she has the wrong address for you. 

Here are the names of the class chairmen. Pick out yours. 


1873 — ^Miss Ella Harrison, 1617 Eutaw Place, Baltimore, Maryland. 
1888 — ^Miss Ada M. Andrews, 3305 Windsor Mill Road, Walbrook, 

Baltimore, Maryland. 
1893 — ^Mrs. James Andrews, 2824 Maryland Avenue, Baltimore, 

1903 — ^Miss Ethel Melvin, Principal School No. 60, Francis Street 

and Clifton Avenue, Baltimore, Maryland. 
1908 — ^Mrs. "William Fhensenfeld, 332 East University Parkway. 
1913 — ^Miss Mary Grogan, Maryland State Normal School, Towson, 

1918 — ^Mrs. "Wm. M. Bernhardt, Townsend Avenue, Brooklyn, 

1928 — ^Mrs. Frank Barger, McDonogh School, McDonogh, Maryland. 
1932 — ^Mr. Reuben Baer, 1551 North Fulton Avenue, Baltimore, 


To the Class of '23 

The Class of 1923 will celebrate its tenth reunion this year. We 
hope that a large number of its members will return. If you can come, 
we promise you a good time. If you cannot, write to Mrs. Stapleton 
at the school, tell her all about yourself, so that we may know what 
you are doing and thinking and so feel you are with us in spirit. All 
who write will hear from us after the banquet. 

Class of '23. 

Willow Tree 

Newell Hall 


To the Alumni 

To all members of the Alumni, who will return to their Alma Mater 
on June 10th, the school extends a hearty welcome. The loyalty 
of the graduates brings courage and confidence to the faculty and 
thus strengthens the morale of a school as no other factor can. Come 
back this year. Though it may mean a personal sacrifice, the reward 
will be great, both for the school and for you. The crucible of the 
times has separated the gold from the dross. We value friendship more 
than we ever have, for we know it to be the real and the permanent 
satisfaction of life. Auld Lang Syne extends again the hand of friend- 
ship, warm with cherished memories, and bearing faith and cheer in his 

Hagerstown Alumni Unit Meets 

On Saturday, May 13 th, members of the Hagerstown Alumni Unit 
assembled at the Dagmar Hotel for luncheon. There were approxi- 
mately forty-five members present, including Dr. Tall and Miss Scar- 
borough. During the serving of the delicious luncheon Miss Louise 
Staley gave a reading. Misses Lois Helm and Katherine Noel rendered a 
vocal duet. Miss Virginia Morin gave a welcoming address, and Dr. Tall 
spoke a few words. To close the meeting, the members sang "Alma 

Hagerstown Alumni Present at Luncheon 

Virginia Morin, '3 
Katherine Noel, '3 
Lois Helm, '3 
Jane Evans, '32 
Pearl Rhodes, '29 
Mary Helser, '24 
Hilda Varner, '21 
Margaret A. White, '30 
Olive Myers, '28 
Jeanne Weller, '3 1 
Blanche Wolf kill, '19 
Geneve Krontz, '29 
Margaret L. Rohrer, '27 
ElsieM. Horst, '28 

Helen Cushen, '27 
Rayetta France, '27 
Alice M. Quick, '29 
Anne H. Richardson, '23 
Isabella Beckenbaugh, '17 
Mary H. Scarborough, '91 
Kitty Miller, '28 
Mae Angle, '28 
Louise Staley, '28 
Charlotte Hauver, '32 
Catherine Cox, '32 
Helen Cox Clohecy, '23 
Pauline Connor, '29 
Charlotte Minnick, '29 
Martha Seaman, '25 

Annilea Browne, '3 1 
Frances Grimes, '24 
Edna D. McCardell, '22 
Rachel Remsberg, '23 
Lavinia Moore, '24 
Alice Garver Hoffman, '25 
TenyM. Horst, '28 
Laura C. King, '88 
Jane Martin, '3 1 
Madeline M. Diffendall, '3 1 
Josephine Byers, '3 1 
Eleanor Harbaugh, '30 
HelenL. Widmyer, '31 
Jean McLaughlin, '3 1 

A Latch String Out 

Dear Class of 1933: 

You are looking forward to the twelfth day of June with great 
expectations, but with mingled feelings. It is truly a significant day 



in your school life. For one thing it brings a decided change in your 
relationships to your school. The moment you receive your diploma 
you become an Alumnus of the Maryland State Normal School. This 
does not mean that you sever any connections that are possible to con- 
tinue, but that you have a new tie, another opportunity open to you. 
The alumni association welcomes you, our youngest alumni. It in- 
vites you to become active members of the association. It asks you to 
bring to it your point of view, your fresh, vigorous endeavor. In this 
way you can best keep close to and grow along with your Alma Mater, 
which you have served, which has served you, and which you love. 
Very cordially yours, 

Mary Scarborough, 

Field Secretary. 

My Tribute to the Teacher 

J. "W. Crabtree, Secretary 
National Education Association 

THERE will be no moratorium on education. A moratorium on 
education would mean a moratorium on civihzation. This is one 
of the reasons why teachers will continue the schools, pay or no 
pay. The nation, as it becomes aware of the services and sacrifices of 
teachers and of the great significance of their courage and farsighted- 
ness, will show the appreciation that it has shown to its soldiers who 
sacrificed their Hves for their country. 

In the crisis of the seventies, I was amazed, as a boy, at the sacri- 
fices made by the pioneer teacher of that day. Since then, I have 
observed that whether in time of famine or in time of plenty, the 
teacher has lived not for self, but for the children and the community. 
I have noticed that the selfish man or woman seldom remains long in 
the profession. 

"When the terrible days of the World War came upon us, who led 
in food conservation? Who led in the sale of Liberty Bonds? Who led 
in collecting food, clothing, and funds for the Red Cross? Who kept 
the schools going, whether funds were available or not? And what of 
the teachers of today? They are serving in a worse crisis than ever 
before. Their responsibility is greater. Environment is more destructive 
in its effect on children. The teacher-load is almost doubled. In spite 
of all this, the teacher is again leading in welfare activities. There may 
be a delay in pay — a month or six months — or the pay may be cut 
oflf for the year, yet the work of the school goes on! 

Who is it that removes gloom from the lives of children who come 
from homes filled with sorrow and suffering because of the depression? 



Who is it that inspires children with courage and ambition? "Who teaches 
them to look forward to better days? Who is it that is saving civiliza- 
tion in these dark hours? 

All honor, therefore, to the teacher of 1933! Your courage and 
your devotion stand out as the safeguard of our democracy and as the 
hope of the nation! 


THE sea of faces that surrounds us is wide and ever present. They 
were at the Beginning and they will be at the End. Each face is 
a monument to its owner. But though they be individual monu- 
ments they are all related. Physically they have the same features — the 
eyes, the nose, the mouth, the ears, the forehead, the cheek, the jaw, the 
chin, and the profile. But they are related in still another way. The 
face has been called "the image of God." God made a face after His 
own likeness; and, after He had finished. He was disquieted. The face 
lacked a quality. He looked again at His handiwork and then He knew 
what it was. The face lacked His divinity, and so He breathed a 
divine breath upon this face and He was satisfied. Since that moment 
by that look every face has been directly related to God and to each 
other face. 

But as the world spun on and on and on these faces lost their 
divinity. The vanities and foolish prides made them earthly. Some- 
times we do see a face that takes us alarmingly back to the Beginning. 
There is so much in such a face, we cannot look long enough. 

Some faces remind me of flowers; there is the daffodil face. When 
we see a daffodil in a sea of friendly green, we wonder at God's glory 
represented by such a gorgeous composition of grace, charm, naivete, 
innocence, mischief, sauciness, impishness, dancing gayety, and simplicity. 
The face of a young child is like a daffodil — ^inquisitive, insatiable, danc- 
ing, guileless, gay, sincere. I think most of us have had such a face at 
one time — but not for long. Why? A child's face is not yet truly 
molded. As he grows older, he begins to hammer, and chisel, and push 
out definite outlines of his face. Some, even after this remolding retain 
the daffodil look — but more try synthetically to retain it. Don't let 
the face become as a wilted daffodil. Daffodils are not meant to be 
dried and wilted. 

There is the violet face — soothing, serene, smooth, comforting, 
lovely, vivid — and yet, not by its coloring, dark light is the heart of it. 
If we look closer we see hidden tinkles of laughter — a sense of humor 
(violets have it — I have seen it) and grace — so much grace. 



I am afraid of the lily face. I am thinking of the sleek, satisfied, 
bold, sophisticated Hly. I am sure there is a blackness in its heart. 

I am infinitely sorry for the rose face — the full-blown beauty open 
to anyone and everyone. It is so frank. There is only a temporary 
interest. When the beauty falls from such a face — what will be left? 

Then there is the elfin face. It is not a flower face, no — but to 
me it is related to the daffodil face. Does it seem irreverent to speak 
of elfin faces and fairy faces and God at the same time? It does not 
to me. Man, in his desire to create something tangible for a feeling 
he had, made elves and fairies, and the understanding God finally crys- 
tallized that desire by giving the elfin face to a mortal. He made the 
elfin face with its ever searching, wondering loveliness and the delicious 
sweep of the tip-tilted nose and a whimsical, fun-loving mouth and eyes. 

Enough of the flower faces. To me the most beautiful of all is 
the lined face. It is to be seen especially in the faces of the aged and 
in those who have suffered. There can be no more change in a face 
like this. Its making has ended. This face is a culmination of the 
entire years through which the person has struggled, lost and conquered. 
Max Picard has called certain types of faces — star faces. This type is 
my star face. But read what he says: "In some faces, the course of 
stars are drawn in deep furrows. It is as if the stars came here to seek 
something that they could not find in the sky — so deep have they dug 
their furrows. . . . The earthiness in the face remains only as a few 
islands washed by a sea of stars. Earth torn apart into islands — but torn 
apart by star lines! Earth that has no room to move because star lines 
are moving everywhere! What a wonderful fate of the mundane to 
be a guest of the stars." 

But we all fear these lines — children most of all. Why? Can these 
children see why these lines were drawn so deeply? Do they know the 
pain when one is made? Do they wonder what marks will brand their 
faces? They don't tell us. 

And how can we know these types that I have spoken of and how 
can we know the divine look? Perhaps the eyes — their hidden depths, 
their hidden myriads of twinkles, the softly and carefully etched lines 
at their corners; perhaps the nose; perhaps the mouth with its gentle 
curvings and whimsicalities or its straight line; perhaps the cheek and 
the jaw with its softness or its hardness; perhaps the smile; and lastly, 
perhaps the profile — that angle of action. I cannot tell you how. You 
must depend on your nearness to your God, your understanding, your 
intuition, your knowledge. 

Mary Di Marcantonio, '32. 



Montebello Fourth Grade Stories 

Class Taught by Virginia Mahon, '30 


In the spring you see many gorgeous sights. You see the birds 
nesting in the trees. Many lovely blossoms hang from the trees. Dainty 
flowers grow by the wayside. You hear the birds singing sweetly. 
Flocks of birds are coming from the South. The green grass and the 
blue sky look very beautiful together. There are clouds of pure white 
floating overhead. I think that the scenery the spring gives is most 
beautiful of all. 

Dorothy Whorton, May 9, 1933. 


One day there was great excitement in. the orchard. Everybody was 
hustling around. Peter was talking to Jenny Wren. "What is the 
matter," asked Peter? "Oh," repHed Jenny, "don't you know that 
Goldy, the Baltimore Oriole, is coming here to live? She builds one 
of the safest nests I know of. If any robbers come they cannot get 
the eggs. She makes us all happy with her beautiful songs. It is very 
lovely to have Goldy around." 

Leonard Celmer, May 9, 1933. 

One day Jenny Wren arrived home to see a sight which made her 
fly swiftly. There was Mr. Blue Jay trying to poke his bill into her 
nest to get her nestlings. Mr. Blue Jay did not notice her as she came 
up, for he was so absorbed in. getting her eggs he did not notice any- 
thing else. Jenny Wren was very angry. She seated herself in her 
little doorway and immediately started to quarrel. Mr. Blue Jay was 
startled. He had tried to do this before, but had never succeeded. 
Jenny Wren told Mr. Blue Jay he ought to be ashamed of himself. Mr. 
Blue Jay was. He never tried to steal Jenny Wren's eggs again. 

Edith Weaver, May 9, 1933. 


When all the birds come back and sing. 

Everyone knows that it is spring. 

Flowers Hft their blooming heads. 

From the beautiful garden beds. 

All the birds chirp, 

All the animals play, 

Everyone smiles and everyone's gay. 

Robert J. Koch, Seventh Grade, 

Bdderwood School. 


These poems were written by Fifth Grade children 
in Frederick, taught by Virginia McCauley, '30. 


On the grassy hillsides, 
By the shallow stream, 
In the woods and forests 
Bright dandelions gleam. 

O little beams of sunshine, 
The first to come this year, 
You bring your little messages 
Of happiness and cheer. 

Swaying in the breezes. 
Smiling as I pass. 
Little golden dandelions 
Peeping through the grass. 

Eleanor Frances Delaplaine. 


I'm sure that spring is coming. 

For everywhere I go 
I hear the gay bees humming 

And flying to and fro. 

The flowers are gaily blooming, 

The birds sing with cheer. 
In fact I am not thinking — 

For I know that spring is here! 

Emily Myers. 

Come, little brother robin. 
Fly with your wings. 
Sing a song of happiness 
And welcome spring. 

Come, little brother robin. 
With the others. 

Sing a cheerful, springtime song 
Like your brothers. 

Hunter Bowers. 



The trees are budding here and there. 
The grass is swaying in the air. 
The south wind with her bahny breeze 
Is softly blowing through the nodding trees. 

Mary Rankin. 

I love to go to the Kttle stream 
"Where the moss and lily grows, 
"Where the dew and flowers starlike gleam, 

As on the water flows. 
"While the birds are singing 
There's the hum of a busy bee. 
Overhead the fresh green branches 

Swing and nod to me. 

I hear the croak of frogs — ^way down below. 
That's where I like to go! 
That's where I like to go! 

Jane McComas. 

I hear the robins singing, 
For the springtime they are bringing. 
Happy songs of joy and cheer 
Proclaim that spring is really here. 

I see the vi'lets beaming: 
In the sunshine they are gleaming. 
Narcissus, nodding its head. 
Adds perfume to the flower bed. 

"Virginia Abrecht. 

"Robin, Robin, who calls you here? 

"Why do you come to a land so drear?" 
"The weather, the weather, children, dear. 

He is the one who calls me here." 

"Robin, Robin, where is your nest? 
Are you sure it is your very best? 
"Where did you get your breast so red? 
Did you steal it from the sunset overhead?" 

Ruth Storm. 



Riderwood School Stories 

An Activity in Greek History 

In connection with the study of the Olympic Games in their Greek 
History Unit, the children of the sixth grade at Riderwood School cre- 
ated a Greek Dance. The steps of the dance were taken from various 
sports participated in by the Greeks at these games. As a result of this 
activity, the children expressed their feelings for the dance in written 
compositions. The following is an example of one of these. 

Dorothea Becker, Jtmior VIII. 

The Greek Dance 

In studying Greek history we learned that every four years the 
Greeks went to Olympia to worship Zeus, the chief among all gods. 
At Olympia the Greeks had such games as races, wrestHng matches, 
boxing and others. When we found how gracefully they did these, we 
decided to get a record and fit some of the games to music to see if 
we could do it as gracefully as the Greeks. The steps made for these 
dances were discus throwing, running steps, jumping steps, and the 
javelin throwing. Between each step we did a waltz. 

We liked the dance so much that before long we did it well. 

Dorothy Amos, Grade VI, 

Riderwood School. 

Guilford School Fourth Grade Stories 


Skippy and I have the most fun together. He loves me and I 
love him, too. Skippy is a real pal. I like him so much that when 
mother and dad are not looking I drop some things that he likes to 
eat so that he can eat with us. 

"Warren Ford, 

April 25, 1933. 


We have a little turtle in our Fourth Grade. He often watches us 
at work. When we have History he wonders what it is all about. He 
will never study History because he is only a turtle. 

Dorothy Menzies, 

April 25, 1933. 



Students of International Institute Visit 


EVERY experience teaches. One day the students of Normal expe- 
rienced in a most deHghtfvd way bits of manners, customs, dress, 
feeling and thought of lands far from our own. The yearly visit 
of the International Students is truly an experience both stimulating and 

"We were impressed with the eager minds with which we came in 
contact. We expected to question and learn, and instead found our- 
selves questioned in such an intelligent manner that we were put upon 
our mettle, eager to give of our best, thereby learning more than we 

It is always challenging to hear what others think of us. We 
may have been told in many ways to provide for our brighter pupils, 
but to be informed by a young Japanese student that the chief weak- 
ness of our school system, as he saw it, was the lack of adequate provi- 
sion for gifted children, recalls to us "Creative Youth" and impresses 
us anew. 

Who could listen to the lovely voice of the lady from India with- 
out thinking and reading more sympathetically of India and her prob- 

Thus do we grow. 

Perhaps the most unusual experience of the day came when one 
foreign student and one member of the faculty were claimed by four 
eager American students as luncheon guests. "You use your fork in 
the American way," smiUngly remarked a young German student, "I 
use mine in the Continental way. I think it is easier." 

The negro question was under discussion when one student from 
Normal ventured to suggest that the guests from Columbia might not 
have reahzed that the southern negro was very diflFerent from those 
usually found in New York. "But I know the southern negro. I spent 
my Christmas vacation in Florida," protested the guest. Then seeing 
the amused look on the face of the faculty member, he smiled broadly 
at himself and said, "I don't know much about them, you think, not 
enough experience. Well, maybe not." 

One could not help contrasting their command of Enghsh and 
their easy, pleasant manner with our one languaged difficulties which 
would inevitably arise if we should return their visits. 

Experiencing? Yes, and we wish that all our experiences might 
be as pleasant and profitable. 

Eunice Burdette. 



A Bird's-Eye View of the New York Trip 

THURSDAY, April 6, 1933, will long be a happy memory in our 
hearts. At 8:46 on this eventful day the train pulled out of 
Mount Royal Station and started for New York. The train trip 
was most deUghtful, for under Miss Brundick's guidance we went sight- 
seeing on this de luxe train. We arrived in Trenton, New Jersey, about 
11:30. After a very refreshing luncheon we toured the grounds and 
buildings of the new Trenton Normal School. After bidding farewell 
to many pleasant people (some never to be forgotten), we went to visit 
the Lenox china factory. This was followed by a bus tour, through a 
drizzling rain, around the Princeton campus. Martha's Kitchen offered 
a most appetizing dinner. Once more we boarded the train for New 
York. We approached the city on a ferry boat. The bulky figure of 
the Statue of Liberty could be hazily seen through the fog that hung 
low over the river. In front of us loomed the skyscrappers, their tops 
hidden in the fog. To many of us who were visiting this cosmopolitan 
city for the first time it was indeed an interesting as well as an exciting 
picture. Buses carried us through the wet and foggy streets to the 
Taft Hotel. We inspected our rooms, and improved our toilets in 
preparation for a sightseeing trip of New York. Glass-roofed buses 
carried us down the Great White Way to the Jewish Ghetto, Chinatown, 
through Times Square, up Fifth Avenue, and back to the hotel. Seeing 
New York's lofty buildings and her great electric signs through a glass- 
roofed bus is a real thrill. Midnight luncheons and then off to bed. 
Thus ended the first day. 

FRIDAY. I never knew that a day could be so busy. The day 
was begun by breakfasting at the hotel. Then we divided into groups 
for school visiting. Some of us even managed to rummage in Green- 
wich Village in search of odd jewelry. We all attended a tea at Colum- 
bia University in the afternoon at which we met many charming people, 
among whom was our own Dr. Snyder. Hurrying home, we dressed 
for dinner, which was held at the Pennsylvania Hotel. The dinner 
turned out to be a feast of deliciotis food, followed by a dance. As you 
all know, two of our group won the waltz prize, and they certainly 
deserved it. Tired after a full day, we sought "Sandman's Land" of 
pleasant dreams. 

SATURDAY. If you will believe it, Saturday was a busier day 
than Friday. Participating in student discussion groups and listening to 
speeches made by our worthy delegates began the day. We lunched in 
an automat. In the afternoon we visited Radio City. Shopping for 
souvenirs and gifts followed. A visit to the top of the Empire State 



Building was made at five o'clock. We dined at a very unique res- 
taurant known as the "Firenzy." A good show or a theater ended the 

SUNDAY. Not a day for resting by any means. "We rushed about 
to get in all the things so far neglected and went to church. Hurried 
lunches were eaten so that last-minute packing might be accompHshed. 
Three o'clock saw us leaving this city of adventure and heading home. 
"We dined on the train and enjoyed exchanging gossip of our New York 
adventures. "We arrived home about seven o'clock. Friendly faces 
greeted us from the train windows. Greetings and farewells having been 
said, we collected scattered baggage and departed for home. 

You will agree that this was a very eventful trip and well propor- 
tioned. Next year perhaps you, too, may want to join this New York 
Group. I hope so. 

Ida May Gibbons. 

Who Said Men Aren't Cooks? 

On Tuesday, March 12, 1933, the Freshman men students in Miss 
Keys' Health Education Class gave a dinner. 

This dinner was planned, food purchased, cooked, served, dishes 
washed and room put in order by all the men students under the guid- 
ance of Miss Keys. 

The meal turned out to be a great success. Our guest of honor 
was Mr. Minnegan. "We were disappointed by the absence of Miss Tall. 

The menu included goulash, steamed rice, sliced tomatoes, bread, 
butter, cocoa, and ginger bread which was successfully baked by Mr. 
Podhch of Freshman III. 

On "Wednesday all remaining food was eaten. 

John F. O wings. Freshman IV. 

Faculty Notes 

THE Johns Hopkins Chapter of the Pi Lambda Theta Fraternity, an 
honorary fraternity for women in education, has elected Miss 
Brown to membership. Miss Brown was initiated on April 29th. 
Miss Jones will teach at the Johns Hopkins Summer School. 
Miss Trent will spend the summer in Germany. 
Miss Dowell was elected to the Alpha Chapter of the Phi Beta 
Kappa Fraternity in April. 

Miss Medwedeff will journey to the west coast this summer. 
Miss Crabtree, who "goes in" for horseback riding, seems to have 
trouble in adjusting her costume to the whims of the weather. 

The majority of the faculty are going to spend the summer very 
much "at home" this year and study "the ant's ways." 


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More Light 

THE Tower Light has carried its light from Room 205, a small 
room, but one that breathed a spirit of friendliness to all who 
came within its portals, to a larger one in Room 19. 
That self-same spirit is awaiting the students in the now more 
spacious ofl&ce. Those who come — some eager, some timid, and some a 
little fearful — to contribute their labors of love will all be welcomed. 
Large sunny windows, green plants, and thick new rugs do their part 
to add to the homelike atmosphere of the place. Due to the untiring 
efforts of Lewis we have some much needed furniture. A bit of color 
is lent the room by a green bowl of bittersweet conspicuously placed 
on the bookcase. 

Don't be lonesome for the old office, but help make the new one 
a more attractive place than the old. 

E. Shue. 


To Build Discrimination 

ONE of the aims of college should be to clarify, to educate, and to 
strengthen ethical conviction, to develop discrimination between 
perplexity and compromise, between tolerance and indifference. 
Student ethical backgrounds vary greatly. Some have had exceptionally 
understanding parents and associates; some have a background of gen- 
eral indifference as to social purposes. What is chiefly needed is neither 
compulsion, nor acceptance of indifference, but inspiration and education, 
and example of discrimination, courage, tastes, and controls that will 
incite desire for ethical leadership. 

Men learn best by the contagion of example and by the persuasion 
of clear thinking, clearly expressed. If students see ethical conviction 
as the special concern of a few, as physics or language is of others, they 
may have little interest in it. If they see ethical discrimination and 
commitment holding high place in the general interests and judgments 
of men, they also will give it high place. 

The intelligent judgment and the vigor of purpose which lead to 
wise discrimination between compromise and dilemma — these qualities 
do not develop without help. They result from an increase of intel- 
lectual knowledge and understanding, from contagion of strong pur- 
pose, and from actual practice in living. The problem is to unite all 
those elements as an integral part of college education. 

No one element is enough. Fine purpose and strong will may be 
badly informed through narrow teaching. Informed philosophic insight 
may be associated with flabby will and clumsy lack of skill. Both in- 
sight and strong purpose, when developed in the abstract at college, if 
lacking the skill that comes with practice, may waste much time and 
energy when they come to be applied. 

Antioch undertakes to develop intellectual discrimination and strong 
purpose, and then to provide opportunity in practical life, under college 
guidance, for their exercise. Success in these respects is imperfect, but 
less so than if either factor were ignored. — From Antioch Notes. 



Filling in the Gaps 

IN 1540 Coronado, looking for the fabled gold of the Seven Cities 
of Cibola, sent some of his men to find a "large river" of which 
he had heard. Hopi Indians guided these Spanish conquist adores to 
a vantage point, whence they beheld a great chasm whose walls gave 
back ever-changing colors, and whose rock layers were sculptured into 
towering pinnacles and matchless castles. A mile below ran a stream 
which looked like a brook, but which the Indians said was a league 
wide. For three days the white men followed the rim of the canyon 
searching for a suitable place to descend to the water, but they were 
unable to get more than a third of the way down. There was no evi- 
dence of gold, and in this magnificent but inhospitable land one might 
easily die of thirst, so the Spaniards returned to their party, and for 
more than three hundred years the Grand Canyon, with the other can- 
yons of the Colorado, remained an unsolved problem. 

The Indians explained the Canyon in their own way. Long ago, 
a great and wise chief mourned hopelessly the death of his wife. Finally 
Ta-vwoats, one of the Indian gods, told him that his wife was in a 
happier land, and offered to take him there to see for himself, if he 
would cease mourning on his return. This the chief promised. Then 
Ta-vwoats made a trail through the mountains separating the happy 
land from the chief's desert home. This trail was the canyon gorge of 
the Colorado. The chief promised to tell no one of the trail, but 
evidently the Indian god trusted little to human frailties, for into the 
gorge he rolled a river, "a mad, raging stream, that should engulf any 
that might attempt to enter thereby." 

Spanish padres, and later American trappers probably knew the can- 
yon region somewhat. From look-out points at the tops of the canyons 
this river of mystery was observed, and in some places descents were 
made. The river was reputed, however, to flow underground for long 
distances, and to have falls whose thunder could be heard on distant 
mountain tops; many parties were said to have perished of thirst on 
the brink of the canyon, unable to reach the roaring, mocking waters 

In 1854 the United States government sent an exploring expedi- 
tion along the thirty-fifth parallel to find a practical railway route to 
the Pacific. Since the labyrinth of canyons makes perhaps the most 
effective transportation barrier in the world, the Colorado still defied 

Later Lieutenant Ives was sent to explore the river as far as pos- 
sible. A boat was shipped in sections from Philadelphia, and in it the 



Ives party started up the Colorado from its mouth in the Gulf of Cali- 
fornia. The boat was badly damaged against some rocks, and so Ives 
went overland, and on his journey gHmpsed the Grand Canyon. Appa- 
rently chagrined by his own failure, he saw Httle to appreciate in the 
Canyon, for he wrote: "The region last explored is, of course, valueless. 
It can be approached only from the south, and after entering it there 
is nothing to do but leave. Ours has been the first, and will doubtless 
be the last party of whites to visit this profitless locality. It seems 
intended by nature that the Colorado River, along the greater portion 
of its lonely and majestic way, shall be forever unvisited and undis- 

But Ives reckoned without John Wesley Powell. Powell fought in 
the Civil War, where he lost an arm. Later he became a geology pro- 
fessor, and during summer vacations made field trips to the Colorado 
territory. While there in 1867 he happened to explore a canyon of 
the Grand River and thus became imbued with a desire to explore the 
canyons of the Colorado. The Colorado River is formed by a junc- 
tion of the Green and the Grand, both of which rise in mountain 
lakes. The lower third of the Colorado basin is little above sea level, 
but its upper two-thirds range from 4,000 to 8,000 feet above the sea, 
in a land surrounded by snow-clad mountains. The summer sun sends 
the snow tumbling down the mountain sides in cascades. "Ten million 
cascade brooks unite to form ten thousand torrent creeks; ten thousand 
torrent creeks unite to form a hundred rivers beset with cataracts; a 
hundred roaring rivers unite to form the Colorado, which rolls a mad, 
turbid stream into the Gulf of CaHfornia." For more than a thousand 
miles the Colorado has cut for itself a canyon, which has become rather 
a series of canyons because of the transverse streams which join it. 

On May 24, 1869, Green River City, Wyoming, turned out to 
see John Wesley Powell with nine companions start in four small row- 
boats on what seemed a most foolhardy and perilous journey down the 
canyons of the unknown Colorado. The party carried rations and 
clothing for ten months, and sextants, chronometers, barometers and 
other instruments for making scientific observations. This equipment 
was divided among three boats for safety. Except for running on 
sand bars, being drenched by rain, breaking an oar on the rocks, and 
losing two men overboard temporarily, the first few days were unevent- 
ful. Then they came to the first of the great canyons, which they 
named Flaming Gorge. An old Indian, Pariats, had told Powell the 
preceding summer of one of his tribe, who had tried to run this canyon. 
His story is suggestive. " 'The rocks,' he said, holding his hands above 
his head, his arms vertical and looking between them to the heavens, 
'the rocks h-e-a-p, h-e-a-p high; the water go h-oo-woogh, h-oo-woogh; 



water-pony (boat) h-e-a-p buck; water catch 'em; no see 'em Injun any 
more; no see 'em squaw any more; no see 'em papoose any more!' " 

The trip down the river was packed with thrills and dangers. 
Through one canyon after another the party passed. They careened 
madly through rocky channels, mounting high on the crest of huge 
waves, plunging sharply into deep troughs, twisting, turning, shooting 
down falls until quiet water below was reached. Some of the men 
barely escaped with their lives when one of the boats was smashed to 
pieces against the rocks. Clothing, rations and instruments were lost 
or damaged when the boats were swamped, as they often were. At 
night everything must be spread out to dry. The men were drenched 
to the skin day after day. Additional supplies were destroyed when 
fire in the dead willows near their camp routed them out. Occasionally 
they were able to supplement their food by hunting. 

Some of the canyons were made so dangerous by rocks in the 
channel that the men had to portage the supplies, and then go along 
the shore and let the boats down by lines. All this was hard, grueling 
work, and always, in addition to the physical dangers and discomforts, 
there was the strain of facing the unknown. 

At each camp Powell made observations, often climbing precipitous 
cliflfs to do so. Records of latitude, longitude and altitude were made, 
and accounts kept of plants, animals, fossils and rock formations. At 
several places Indian relics were found. 

By August 13 th the party had reached the beginning of the Grand 
Canyon, which we now know to be 280 miles long. Against the cliffs 
the great river looked insignificant. The voyagers were three-fourths 
of a mile in the depths of the earth with an unknown distance and 
unknown waters ahead. Less than a month's rations remained, musty 
flour full of lumps, spoiled bacon, a few dried apples and plenty of 
coffee. Sugar and salt had long since gone into solution. Not a man 
had an entire suit of clothes, and there was not a blanket apiece. Good 
water was hard to get, for the Colorado is never clear. Now rains 
made it muddier than ever. One day, disappointed that a tributary 
stream proved even fouler than the Colorado, the men called it "Dirty 
Devil." A few days later, their joy at finding a beautiful clear creek 
coming out of a gorgeous red canyon expressed itself in the name 
"Bright Angel," now known to every visitor of the region. 

Two weeks after entering the Canyon they were encamped one 
night at the head of what seemed to be an almost impassable stretch 
of water. One of the men remonstrated against risking their lives by 
going farther. It was impossible, of course, to retrace their journey, 
but at this point they could climb to the rim of the canyon. They 
must make their choice between sticking to the river, or leaving the 


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exploration unfinished. Powell, much worried, took observations. He 
estimated that seventy-five miles of desert lay between them and the 
nearest Mormon town. Three of the men decided to leave, the others 
to go on. Breakfast next morning was quiet. The men who left took 
guns, and duplicate records of the trip, but refused their share of the 
meagre rations. The parting was solemn, each group thinking the other 
was choosing the dangerous course. The three deserters were never 
seen again, for they were killed by the Indians. The next day, after 
safely navigating more rough and dangerous waters, Powell and his 
men emerged from the Grand Canyon. There was great rejoicing tem- 
pered by apprehension for those who had left. The following day 
they came upon some Indians, and later upon some white men fishing. 
The great river, no longer a mystery, rolled by in silent majesty. 

On your map you may see the Colorado River. It is a wavy 
black line. 

Pearle Blood. 

A Friend Gone 

Dear Lida Lee Tall: 

I want Father's friends to know how beautifully his life came to 
a close. A twelve-year-old grandson said, "He had a long, useful life, 
and when he couldn't go on with it he stopped." 

This last week Payson Smith and Florence Hale and other school 
friends came to see him. My oldest brother spent Thursday night here 
and Father was in fine form though frail. He had dinner as usual — sat 
over the open fire — ^wrote an editorial. At midnight he was wakeful 
and the housekeeper took him a glass of orange juice and tucked him 
in afresh. Then when she looked in at seven, life had ended for him. 

"We all thank you for the message. 

Yours faithfully, 

Edith "Winship. 
February 18th. 




ON February 20th, Miss Treut talked on the history of student 
teaching. She discussed the present situation; then reverted to 
the past history of student teaching and unfolded its various 
stages of progress. An interesting comment was that in 1896, under 
the nomenclature of Practice Teaching, "Teaching included the amount 
of time that could be profitably spared from lectures, classes, etc." As 
we, the students of Normal School, have either been student teaching 
or will go in the near future, this topic was a very suitable and very 
profitable one for us. 

On February 21st, Miss Lentz of the Maryland Tuberculosis Asso- 
ciation and Director of Child Health Education and Protection Against 
Tuberculosis, was our speaker. She said that the grade teacher's respon- 
sibility for the health of her children was threefold: (1) The teacher's 
own good health; (2) physical aspects of the classroom; (3) the teach- 
ing of health education. She emphasized the prevention of tuberculosis 
which is primarily a childhood disease. She also stressed the need for an 
adequate type of examination for the discovery of symptoms of tuber- 
culosis in the public schools. 

Very appropriately on George Washington's birthday, February 22nd, 
Mr. J. Alexis Shriver entertained us with an illustrated informal lecture. 
His subject was "Colonial Homes in Maryland" which were at one time 
visited by our honorable forefather, George "Washington. Although some 
of these homes are now practically in ruins, some even entirely destroyed, 
it is a fitting tribute to Washington's memory that we of the present are 
intensely interested in anything with which he came in close contact. 

On February 23 rd, Miss McComas brought to us another of her 
series of illustrated art lectures. Her topic was the "Art of Holland." 
The central figures portrayed were Franz Hals, Jacob Ruisdale, and 
Rembrandt; the last mentioned perhaps the greatest master of dark and 
light the world has ever produced. 

On February 24th, our guest speakers were Miss Abell, President 
of the Judicial Board at Goucher, and Mr. Triplett, President of the 
Student Council at Johns Hopkins. To help guide us in the forthcom- 
ing nominations for student officers they spoke on the characteristics of 
leaders. "What are the proper qualifications to be considered when nom- 
inating a candidate?" As expressed by them these qualifications are: an 
understanding of human personalities, the confidence of the students 
and faculty, the courage to stand up for one's convictions, a realization 
of the seriousness of the position, and tactfulness and diplomacy. A 
highlight of Mr. Triplett's speech was the comment that "the student 



body has to back the candidates after they are elected — that is what 
makes student government effective." 

On February 27th, Miss EKsa Cortez, a colorful and interesting 
personality, deHghted us with scenic portrayals and historical instances 
made more vivid in the light of her own varied background of experience. 
Miss Cortez, a native of Mexico, is in charge of the Y. W. C. A. move- 
ment in South America. It is, perhaps, an odd note that one so genial 
should be the Hneal descendant of a man as renowned as was Cortez 
for his ferocious fighting characteristics. 

"With amazing ease Miss Cortez charmed us with descriptions of the 
principal countries of South America, their products and industries. An 
interesting comment was upon the vagaries of revolutions in general 
and of the revolutionists in particular. 

On February 28th, Mr. Chester Morrow, a man of versatile tastes, 
brought to us a wealth of information concerning the Little Theater. 
Mr. Morrow feels that the theater supplies for many people their felt 
needs; the need for the relaxation from a commonplace, humdrum life; 
the need for vicarious thrills, and the need for spoken EngHsh. One 
must certainly feel a pride in Baltimore, an early exponent of the Little 
Theater Movement. 

On March 2nd, Mr. Burger of New York City, an authority on 
Single Tax, was our speaker. Although he announced as his topic the 
question: "Will Technocracy Solve Our Problems?" he expounded in 
his talk the basic principles of Single Tax. Fie pointed out that land 
is not wealth; it is the ultimate source of all wealth, since wealth is 
produced by the application of labor to land or products from land. 
He traced the social inequalities that plague the world because of the 
unfair ownership of land. Our troubles today, he declared, arise from 
an improper distribution of land, food and shelter — not because of any 
scarcity of wealth, nor from the operation of labor-saving machines, 
as the technocrats claim. 

On March 6th, Miss Rutledge in her own inimitable way urged us 
not to feel discouraged at the present apparent degradation of mankind. 
She pointed out to us that men of today frequently display inherent 
nobility even though we, of this highly specialized and rushing modern 
world, do not always encounter the evidences thereof. The main theme 
of her talk could have been expressed in no better way than in the words 
of Rabbi Lazaron, "We shall never cease to marvel at the miracle of 
man and at the magnitude of God." 

On March 8 th, Mr. Mozealous, graduate of the New England Con- 
servatory of Music and father of one of our own Normal students, spoke 
to us about the salient features of voice culture. After an exposition 
of the advance in vocal expression through the ages, he explained the 



three phases of vocal culture to be stressed today; namely, breathing, 
pronunciation, and resonance. He called attention to the ever present 
demand for good speakers and to the physical as well as the cultural 
benefits to be derived from proper voice culture. 

On March 13 th, Mrs. Lowe talked to us, asking that we develop 
within ourselves a power of sharp discrimination in order that we may 
be able to influence children to apply standards of measurement to the 
material which they hear over the radio. To appreciate a really endur- 
ing musical selection, Mrs. Lowe said one must know the composition 
well and one must have heard it over and over again. 

On March 16th, Dr. McCarthy, Professor at the University of Mary- 
land Dental School, spoke of the necessity for cleaning the teeth regu- 
larly and well. He gave special instruction as to the proper manipulation 
of the tooth brush. This is the first of a series of lectures on oral 
hygiene for which the Normal School is indebted to the Dental College. 

On March 21st, the members of the Chi Alpha Sigma devoted their 
time in the assembly to giving the student body a richer acquaintance 
with the state of Maryland. In doing so they utilized records, prints 
and literature to great advantage. 

On March 23 rd, Miss McComas gave an illustrated lecture on the 
art of the Renaissance as typified in France, Spain and Germany in the 
fifteenth and sixteenth centuries. She talked on the merits of some of 
the paintings of the period. I am sure that we of the Normal School 
appreciate to the fullest extent the fine work Miss McComas has done 
this year in giving us the benefit of her rich acquaintance with art. 

On March 27th, the seventh grade of the Campus School, with 
the assistance of Miss Shegogue and Mr. Moser, gave a Maryland Day 
program. With orderly sequence they portrayed the main events of 
the history of Baltimore City, the knowledge of which should be a 
part of its every inhabitant. 

On March 28 th, the Senior Class, through the medium of short 
scenes from his plays, helped us to become more fully acquainted with 
the amazing versatility of Shakespeare. 

On March 30th, Dr. B. B. Ide, a member of the State Board of 
Health, gave the second lecture on teeth. He based his talk on dental 
caries, explaining their cause. 

On April 5 th, as a culmination of Music "Week, the seventh grade 
of the Campus School delighted us with their version of Negro music 
as portrayed in a Negro church. This was no mere entertainment; it 
was much more, having as it did an air of seriousness and sincerity. 
The second act of the program portrayed the lighter side of Negro 
life and the music helped to bring out the salient points. 



On April 6th, through the auspices of Dr. Leonard of the State 
Department of Health, Dr. Ben Robinson, Dean of the Baltimore School 
of Dental Surgery, gave a scientific talk on ""What the School Teacher 
Can Do to Improve Oral Hygiene in the Schools." He told us that 
the Normal School should instruct in oral hygiene and teach the neces- 
sity for such a phase in the elementary school. His reason for this 
statement is summed up in the purposes of oral hygiene and hygiene 
proper, which are: to make growth more perfect, Kfe more vigorous, 
decay less rapid, and death more remote. 

On April 10th, Dr. Roscoe Hyde, Head of the Department of 
Immunology at the School of Public Health and Hygiene of the Johns 
Hopkins University, gave a talk on the common cold. He explained 
the importance of colds in their tendency to lead to more serious diseases 
and in their expense to the nation. An interesting point of the lecture 
was the statement that scientists beUeve that the cause of the cold is 
due to an agent from a new, perhaps living, world, in which field are 
many possibilities of discovery and enlightenment. 

On April 11th the Glee Club of Morgan College provided the audi- 
ence with a program of vocal selections, including many old spirituals. 

On April 18 th, Dr. Wheeler, from the Pratt Library, spoke of the 
value of books to all people in all walks of life. He said that there was 
something potent and powerful in the ability to use books intelligently. 
Our duty as teachers should be to interest children in reading books. 

On April 20th the assembly was given over to the New York Trip 

On April 21st, Dr. Andrews, from the Johns Hopkins University, 
spoke on the "Contributions of Chemistry to Modern Thought and 
Life." He beHeves that the world is undergoing a social and economic 
revolution which can be traced back to chemistry, physics and other 
sciences. The steam engine and the Bessemer converter are only two 
examples of science causing a revolution in transportation. The changes 
in the next fifteen years will far surpass the changes which have occurred 
up to the present. This makes life and industry very unstable. The 
eflFect of chemistry on thought is just as marked. By the use of such 
concrete examples as the eflFect of a new method of curing rubber, upon 
competition, and the increased energy output of gasoline made possible 
by addition of lead tetraethyl to it he made very clear to us the pro- 
found eflfect of science on life in the industrial phase. An interesting 
note of the speech was the revelation that one could play quite a sym- 
phony with the vibrations of sulphuric acid. It is thus observed that 
science and aesthetics are closely related. He closed his talk with the 
observation that a scientific attitude is needed by everyone to make 
himself adaptable enough to meet the rapid changes that occur in life. 



On April 25 th, through the influence of the Mummer's League, 
Mrs. Quinn, of the Vagabond Theater in Baltimore, was our guest 
speaker. She was well qualified to speak of her work as director and 
actress in an organization of people who love the theater as an art, not 
as a purely business proposition. At the close of her talk she gave some 
requisites of acting. 

On April 27th, Miss McComas gave another illustrated lecture 
dealing with modern art. She spoke of the influence of the French 
Revolution upon free expression and of the various schools of art which 
have recently been estabUshed: The Romanticists, The ReaHsts, and The 
Impressionists. She commented on some of the greatest works of the 
exponents of each school. 

On May 1st, Miss Dougherty of the Campus Elementary School 
gave an illustrated talk on various types of architecture with which she 
came in contact during her summer in Germany. 

On May 2nd, Dr. Ralph Cleland of Goucher College spoke of the 
"Contributions of Biology to Modern Life and Thought." He presented 
a vivid picture of the world as it was and would be without the influ- 
ences of biology. 

On May 4th, Dr. MacCloud, from the American Red Cross Head- 
quarters in Baltimore, was our guest. He spoke of the history of the 
Red Cross Organization as a vital factor in eliminating many accidental 
deaths. At the close of his talk Dr. MacCloud awarded Dr. Abercrombie 
a gold medal for her outstanding work in spreading the gospel of First 

On May 5 th, Dr. Reynolds of the Horace Mann School, Teachers 
College, Columbia University, talked on the subject, "Wliat a Modern 
School Should Do For a Modem Child in a Modern World." With 
amazing ease and forceful purpose he told us that education should teach 
four things: To know things worth knowing, to do things worth doing 
so as to be a man of action and of character; to think straight, for, after 
all, life is a succession of choices and one must think straight to make 
the wisest choice; and to feel the reaUties of Ufe. If education taught 
children these four things it would indeed be a marvelous and potent 

Elise Shue. 



The Freshman Dance 

THE freshmen on April 1st surprised themselves as well as the rest 
of the school by the huge success of their first social function. 
Misses Treut, Rutledge and Sperry were our hostesses and advisers. 
The music was delightful because the far-famed leader Bob lula 
himself and his orchestra played in their most artistic way. The color 
scheme of green, black and silver was supplemented by several large 
attractive easels which gave a studio atmosphere. 

Jig-saw puzzles and cards were placed here and there for enjoy- 
ment. With such an evening of dance, color and companionship every 
Freshman voted the aflfair a huge success when the midnight bell tolled 
in the old tower clock. 

M. R. Tongue, Freshman IV. 

The Rural Club Dinner 

MEMBERS of the Rural Club have learned to look forward to the 
annual spring dinner, and this year's event was no disappoint- 
ment. The guests included Dr. Tall, Miss Scarborough, Mr. 
and Mrs. Allan Hulsizer, Miss Logan, Miss Stitzel, and the Student 
Council Presidents. 

In a few words Miss Tall pointed out the advantages of a rural 
environment, urging us to make the most of our heritage. Time rolled 
back when Miss Scarborough pictured for us the "little old red school- 
house" in which present rural America was educated. She pictured the 
little red schoolhouse as a real institution of learning despite its handi- 

No Rural Club dinner would be complete without mention of the 
Glen project, and Miss Logan brought us the work of the Elementary 
School in connection with the tree and flower planting. 

Does it seem possible that in the year of 1927-1928 there could 
be found, in lands not far distant from our own, schools in which the 
reading of the first grade consisted only of the alphabet and the tradi- 
tional "a-b, ab; e-b, eb; i-b, ib," etc.? Yet this was the condition Mr. 
Allan Hulsizer found when he left Normal School in 1927 and became 
Superintendent of PubHc Instruction in Haiti. 

The story of his work there — how he wrote his own textbooks, 
how he trained teachers in more modern and economical methods, how 



he spread modern health, knowledge — all was most interesting, though 
difficult to portray. The work being done in his own progressive school 
in Georgetown, Delaware, furnished illustrations of what modern pro- 
gressive education may mean to a rural school. Each one present was 
inspired to see what he might make of modern progressive rural educa- 
tion in his own "Httle old red schoolhouse." 

Eunice Burdette. 

Visions of Loveliness 

Visions have I of loveliness 
Caught and hugged in close. 
Lest one remembered shade be lost 
I count them once again. 

Color of sky and field fresh after rain. 

Red cool buds of an old oak tree 

And wind-blown grass. 

A plum tree choking with its own white loveUness. 

Tall bronze walls of canyons broken by stiff green pines, 
"Water rushing over rocks with quick, gurgling laughs. 
Chipmunks poking friendly noses around the corners of a rock, 
And the feel of their sun-warmed fur. 

Blue incense of mountains rising mistily. 

Slant of sun on a lonely peak. 

Cold wind and Iceland poppies cupped with snow. 

A snowflake caught in fur. 

A face lighted with a mystic glow. 

An inner halo — one long hushed moment. 

Marguerite Simmons. 


"WTiat is the meaning in a kiss. 
And what are its horizons? 
What is it, but a chain, to weight 
Those seeking wings, in promise? 

Oh, I would rather give you, far 
The warmth of touch in sunlight — 
Distance free, like wind on sea. 
Music that stabs and stretches! 

M. A. D. 





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North Campus 


What Art Might Do For Us 

HOW many of us have felt the urge of crying or laughing when 
we knew that it was impossible to release those emotions? What 
did most of us do? We controlled those inward feehngs until 
we found an opportune moment to display them. But not all of us 
take care of our other emotions in the same way. 

Among our many acquaintances we find some people who like to 
express themselves through creation of visual material. (At times we 
can hardly call it art.) 

It is a common belief that those persons who are artistically in- 
chned produce their best work when they have the strongest feeHngs 
surging through their bodies. Whether we beHeve that or not is another 

Art, besides serving as an outlet for our emotions, helps us to see 
better line, mass and color in our daily surroundings. Art, like music 
and other classics, helps us to see the more beautiful phases of life. 

Most of us are artists in one way or another. If we can arrange a 
room in a balance that is pleasing to the eye, if we can select our 
costume in colors that blend, if we can appreciate architecture that is 
beautiful, then we have played the part of an artist. 

We observe art work created by an artist and recreate it in our 
own minds. We see the artist's thoughts in his paintings, and our own 
thoughts are stirred. We transform colors. We picture different arrange- 
ments of line and shadows. When we observe purposefully we are 
being creative. It is not always necessary to create paintings and other 
forms of tangible art work in order to be artistic. Too many of us 
praise only those who have given us gorgeous paintings. It is true that 
they are worthy of recognition and praise, but let us not forget that 
every man is an artist if he leads a Hfe that is a full life. 

Eugenia R. Matelis, Junior II. 

Elections and Elections 

ONE of that great throng called poets tells us that "in the spring 
a young man's fancy Hghtly turns to thoughts of love." How- 
ever, I am inclined to believe that ye olde poet never attended 
college — or, if he did, he was not observant of the function of extra 
curricular activities. A young (college) man's fancy does not await 
spring to turn his thoughts to love, but spring does turn his thoughts 
to the elections in the various campus activities. These usually fall 
during April, at least they do at "dear old Crumbelhill College." 



Elections are supposed to be fair, but often slips occur — well, not 
slips, but definitely laid plans. Here at "Crumbelliill" we have frater- 
nities and sororities. Fraternities are bad enough — poHtically — but with 
the addition of sororities, April becomes a perfect nightmare. 

For example, lovely Laura Littleton is president of Cap and Bells, 
a very snobbish dramatic society. She is one of the Zeta Zeta Zetas. 
They are not very "powerful." But her boy friend, Hank Hawkins, is 
Kappa Theta Nu, and his fraternity is powerful. Now Hank has not 
done much around the campus. He is just a playboy, but through the 
efforts of his fraternity brothers, he had acquired several pretty httle 
"gold du-loUies" (note to the editor — please spell this correctly, if you 
can) to wear on his watch chain. Ordinarily, these are called honorary 
fraternities, such as is O.K.D., but at the present moment, they have 
degenerated into nothing more than pawns of the powerful fraternities. 

However, there is a third party, Pat Reilly, who has never "gone 
fraternity" due to many reasons, mostly financial. Pat has really worked 
hard in the activities, and considering that he has no fraternity to back 
him, is known far and wide as a "leader." 

Now (don't tell me you've guessed it), lovely Laura replaced indus- 
trious Pat in her affections for handsome Hank. Hank didn't say much 
when he was "ditched," but just bided his time until elections for 
O.D.K. should come up. Obviously, Pat should get O.D.K. — the cam- 
pus expects it and wants it for him. However, April rolls around — elec- 
tions are held. Hank and his cohorts mow down such sentiment, and 
Pat is left out in the cold, while some insignificant Kappa Theta Nu 
gets the gold du-lolly. 

The students learn that Pat has been double-crossed, but do noth- 
ing, so used are they to such proceedings, and so the year comes to a 

But still the story isn't ended. Lovely Laura's sorority is writhing 
at the actions of despicable Kappa Theta Nu. Instead of forgetting all 
about it in the fall, enmity deepens, and as the years go on, a tradition 
that the Zetas and the Kappas are terrible enemies, becomes firmly fixed 
at "dear old Crumbelhill." 

This is perhaps somewhat exaggerated, but the swapping of votes, 
personal prejudices and traditional animosity often sway elections which 
should be based entirely upon personal merit! The thing is endless. "We 
are all aware of it yet docilely accept it. "Wliy do we accept it? 

All is not gold that glitters, and remember that there are various 
ways for the glitter in "du-lolhes" to find its way to the boy friend's 
watch chain. 

A University Man. 



Comprehensive Study of Basketball Tests 


WITH March the end of the indoor season in basketball comes, 
and all thoughts turn towards the test. It is only logical that 
after three months of strenuous and exhaustive practice the 
Freshmen should make some definite statement of their work; that is, 
an attempt to put their practices into theories. The following is sim- 
ply a selection of questions and answers picked at random from the 
paper of one Lucy, an inspiring Freshman girl. It is needless to say 
that Lucy represents an average Freshman (which says quite a bit). 

Excerpts from Lucy's test paper: 

I. — ^What is a juggle? 

It is difficult to state in words what a juggle is. I know what I 
want to write, but fate, with a powerful hand, is rendering me helpless. 
However, in a juggle, you throw the ball in the air and then try to 
catch it. (" 'Try to catch' it is right," thinks Lucy.) In a word, a 
juggle is a dribble upside down. 

II. — ^When do you advise a player to use the dribble or juggle? 

That is the player's lookout. I had to guess — let him do it once. 

III. — ^Describe a nine court basketball floor, using O to indicate 
one team and X to indicate the other. 

A nine court basketball floor is divided into nine courts or stall- 
like affairs. Players are situated so that each court has an OX in it. 

IV. — How close should one stand if one is guarding? 

One stands relatively close to the person one is guarding, all other 
things being equal. Personally, I always stand two or more inches away 
from the person. This distance arouses that coolly detached feeling so 
necessary between two opponents. 

V. — ^What things would you advise a player trying to catch the 
ball to do to be sure of maintaining his balance? 

First the player should have a good grip on the ball — that is most 
essential. Then, to keep his balance, he should maintain a state of calm 
dignity with both feet on the floor. If there is any danger of top- 
pling, it is always helpful to fix the eyes steadfastly on some object 
which is not in an out-of-the-way place — such as the floor, ceiling, or 
other non-movable objects. 

VI. — ^Why do you play nine court instead of regulation basketball? 



To be frank, I had little to say in the matter. It was simply a 
matter of not acting anti-social. 

VII. — Describe all the movements of a chest throw. 

Hold ball so that the lacing is on top. Press elbows firmly into 
ribs with right foot shghtly ahead of the other. Bend slowly, keeping 
the back straight, but allowing the arms to move in a slow circular 
motion. Then with Hghtning speed shoot the hands forward, letting 
go the ball and bringing the body up to rest. All you can do after that 
is pray the ball goes through the basket. 

VIII. — ^In learning the forward roll, what is a good position for 
starting La respects to hands, feet? Give the exact words you would 
use with a learner in telling what to do next. 

Place both feet on the floor. Hands should be palm downward and 
touching floor — the right hand to the left of the right foot and the left 
hand in the same position, using the left foot as a guide instead of the 
right foot. "Give yourself a vigorous push originating in the heels and 
traveling rapidly over the curved body with enough strength to push 
the head under. The rest of the body bends under with the head. 
Then uncurl yourself and try to stand up without using any hands." 

IX. — 'Wh.Sit is a good position to start the backward roll? 

Sit comfortably if you can and think of something pleasant. Do 
not think about the roll. Bend the arms in half so that the back of 
the hands touch the front of the shoulders. The position of the head 
is immaterial to me. I surmise that the usual position will do quite 

X. — ^What position should one remember to maintain during the 
backward roll? 

One can roll better if one is more or less curled up. Then you 
don't have to bother about what is happening to the various members 
of your body if they are all near you. 


Lucy, having completed the test, felt that all the knowledge she 
had ever had had been drained from her. She thought that she might 
get a "B" if all the others were in the same boat as she, but, then, as 
Lucy says, "That's just another thought. I really haven't any backing 
for it." 

Eleanor Goedeke, Freshman III. 



Demonstration of All by All 

ON the evening of Thursday, March 9th, Hghts were lighted in 
the auditorium of the Maryland State Normal School for a gala 
occasion — the Seventh Annual Physical Education Demonstra- 
tion. This year the event was a unique aflfair, in that for the first time 
three classes participated, and the Junior class won. The scores, based 
upon the average marks of the activities presented in the various classes, 
proved exceedingly close, as the following shows: Juniors, 67.95; Fresh- 
men, 62.91; Seniors, 55.53. 

Stimulated by a new spark of enthusiasm, girls hurried across the 
campus for a prompt start at the long anticipated event. The Juniors 
and Freshmen took their places in the auditorium and awaited the en- 
trance of the Seniors, who, in a fashion befitting their dignity, marched 
to their seats in a body headed by their two cheer leaders. The Frosh 
and Juniors rose and cheered vociferously for the "selected few." At a 
signal. Juniors started a grand Inaugural Parade down Pennsylvania Aisle 
and broadcasted through the efforts of Floyd Gibbons, Ted Husing, 
and Graham McNamee. All the celebrities were there. At the head 
of the procession was "THE" band and famous bandmaster, followed 
by President and Mrs. Roosevelt, Vice-President and Mrs. Garner, Al 
Smith, Tom Mix riding on Tony, Governor Bitchie, other governors 
and senators. Every available moment stunts and cheers were given by 
all three classes. The Seniors sang and depicted the sad plight in store 
for the Juniors and Freshmen. The Juniors imitated and slaughtered 
the Frosh, while the "youngsters" swept the Juniors out. 

Soon the demonstration of the physical education work started. 
Dances, stunts, and basketball skills were presented by all available stu- 
dents as outgrowths of the regular physical education periods as a dem- 
onstration of the work actually done in these periods. Throughout 
the events there was the true spirit of giving the very best. The per- 
formance of the entire group was excellent. Particularly effective were 
the Bean Setting Dance, Rufty Tufty, and the Three Dance. 


1 Seniors — ^Bean Setting (Enghsh Morris Dance) . 

2 Junior XI — Rufty Tufty (EngKsh Country Dance) . 

3 Freshman V — Hop, Mother Annika; Gustaf's Skoal (Swedish Folk 


4 Seniors, Junior VIII and X, Freshman II — ^Basketball Passing Relay. 

5 Juniors IV and V — Virginia Reel (American Country Dance). 



6 Freshman VI — Norwegian Mountain March, "Come, Let Us Be 

Joyful' ' ( German ) . 

7 Junior IV and IX, Freshman I — Stunts. 

8 Junior I and II — ^Three Dance (Danish Folk Dance). 

9 Freshman III and IV — Swedish Clap Dance (Bummel Schottische) . 
10 Seniors, Junior VIII and X, Freshman II — Rope Skipping Relay, 

Goal Shooting Relay. 


When the above program was completed each class lined up to 
sing its class songs — ^Juniors on the left of the auditorium, Freshmen 
on the right, and Seniors in the center. No one knew who was the 
winner, and after the songs had been sung we were as much in the dark 
as before. All were excited. Already keyed to a high pitch. Miss Tall 
worked us up to the topmost notch before presenting the cup to Miss 
Rutledge, '34's adviser. After many jubilant, congratulatory and dis- 
appointing exclamations the classes fused again to become not distinct 
groups, but students — students proud of Maryland State Normal School. 
All voices rang out to the strain of Alma Mater. 

On receiving the loving cup Miss Rutledge said she thought of 
many threes and none seemed just right, but when she thought of the 
Senior class, the Junior Class, and the Freshman Class — ^THAT was 
right. I thought of many things when I saw the three classes arranged 
for the singing, and foremost appeared the significance of the uncon- 
scious formation of the letter U, which in my mind stood for US — one 
united group, merging for the good of all, and ever striding upward. 

Selma Tyser, Junior XL 

Nine Court Basketball 

LAST year Nine Court Basketball was inaugurated at Normal in those 
classes under the direction of Miss Roach. This adaptation of the 
"regular basketball game is a means of allowing more individuals to 
play and so have more students better learn the skills and rules of the 
game. This year all classes played Nine Court Basketball, and, as a 
culmination of the work done in regular gym periods, time was given 
after school for a play-off to find the winning section team of the 

The following is the result of the play-off: 

Junior IV and IX (Miss Roach) vs. Junior IV and IX (Miss Dan- 
iels), 14 to 1. 



Junior I and II vs. Junior XI, 8 to 2. 

Junior VIII and X vs. Junior IV and IX, 1 to 2. 

Junior I and II vs. Seniors, 13 to 0. 

Junior I and II vs. Junior IV and IX, 1 to 3. 


Freshman VI vs. Freshman III and IV, 8 to J. 

Freshman I vs. Freshman V, 1 to 6. 

Freshman II vs. Freshman VI, 7 to 4. 

Freshman II vs. Freshman V, 4 to 7. 

Final game: Junior IV and IX vs. Freshman V, 4 to 5. 

Freshman V, the section that proved itself to be victors of the 
school, had a team composed of the following players: Curley, Thomas, 
Eckstein, Heuisler, Hoke, Karney, Swope, Claytor. 

S. Tyser, Junior XL 


By Charles Brown 
You see youth as a joyous thing 
About which love and laughter cling; 
You see youth as a joyous elf 
Who sings sweet songs to please himself. 
You see his laughing, sparkling eyes 
To take earth's wonder with surprise. 
You think him free from cares and woes, 
And naught of fears you think he knows. 
You see him tall, naively bold. 
You glimpse these things, for you are old. 

But I, I see him otherwise — 
An unknown fear within his eyes. 
He works and plays, and never knows 
Where he is called nor why he goes. 
Each youth sustains within his breast 
A vague and infinite unrest. 
He goes about in still alarm. 
With shrouded future at his arm, 
With longings that can find no tongue. 
I see him thus, for I am young. 

From Younger Poets: An Anthology, 
edited by Nellie B. Sergent. 

D. Appleton & Company, 1932. 



So What? 

REGARDING the recent "ways and means" council of war over at 
Richmond Hall, the best we can manage is a would-be flippant 
"So what?" The two-hour discussion could have been boiled down 
to one concise, all-explaining remark, "There are no jobs," and that 
remark, being the by-word of the present "world crisis" (are we quot- 
ing, or aren't we?) isn't calculated to brighten anyone's outlook in these 
times. Seriously, though, there simply isn't any work of any kind to 
be had in this year of grace. Why gripe over the lack of demand for 
teachers? Consider the humble stenogs — there are three hundred of 
them for every teacher without a class. We didn't pay to come to Nor- 
mal — not as higher education goes, or rather costs — ^it wasn't obligatory. 
It was purely a matter of choice, and that choice didn't carry a gold- 
edged guarantee. We knew, or should have realized, before we even 
registered that only the best of our class would be given positions. Kip- 
ling's Jungle Law takes care of that nicely. Even way back in the 
halcyon pre-depression days that "best" couldn't possibly have included 
all. So what? So even then some of us wouldn't have made the grade. 
In these lean days the percentage of "grade-makers" is practically nil. 
No matter what choice we had made back in 1930 the results would 
have been the same today. "There are no jobs" is the motto on the wall 
for all the professions. 

As for the chief bone of contention at the "discussion" — the mar- 
ried teacher — ^why pick on her? After all, she must have had some 
grey matter to have arrived where she is. Even in the good old B.C. 
days (before the crash, to you) would-be teachers weren't eased into 
lucrative positions simply because they thought seven-year-olders "just 
too sweet for words" and cherished an abiding desire to mold the tender 
minds. Any student teacher can tell you how very much more than 
maudlin sentimentaHty is needed for that job of molding. If those mar- 
ried ones had the ability when they began, obviously they must still 
have it. So what? Who are we to say we'd make better teachers (that 
is, if we had their jobs) ? There certainly is room for improvement in 
the teaching profession (if this be treason — ?). There are teachers who 
should be almost anywhere else except in front of a class. But that's 
no reason for singling out the ones with wedding rings. The ones who 
should be set aside are those who make a habit of absence. There are — 
in all seriousness — teachers who average a week home out of every month 
— and they're not half so rare as those proverbial "hen's teeth." Senti- 
mentalists in need of an outlet might consider the puzzled youngster 
wading through a term under the so-called guidance of one of these 



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The Glen 


chronic truants. Every two or three weeks he must meet and adjust 
himself to a new personaUty. His work, his learning process (again 
we quote), his whole school life for a few days is practically at a stand- 
still. Not so very hard on the X child, but think of the poor Y and 
the Z. A substitute can carry on work already begun, but very rarely 
can she give that personal help the slow child needs so badly. So what? 
So Group I marches in place, while Group III falls by the wayside to 
wait for the regular teacher to come back and lead them up to the 
rest. Then next month — if not sooner — the whole thing happens all 
over again. In a school term it's a full time job for a regular teacher 
keeping Group III in Hne with the rest. If that regular teacher hands 
the slow child over to a substitute five or six — or even two or three — 
times in the course of a term, how can he possibly be expected to keep 
up? Naturally he drops behind, and in the due course of events gets 
himself classified as mentally "weak" or even as a problem. All he 
needs is someone he knows — and who knows him and his needs — to be 
always on the job to help him and show him the way. No substitute 
can do that in the short time she has the class. A teacher who makes 
a habit of staying home — for real or fancied reasons (there are such) — 
has no business teaching. She's not playing fair with herself nor with 
the seven-year-old. If she has poor health she shouldn't be holding down 
such an all-important position. Would-be teachers must meet stringent 
health standards, so why not the appointed teacher with her full time 
job of getting the best from her charges? 

So what should be the attitude of a teacher? What have I to offer 
that puts me in a preferred class professionally? Do I know my work 
and carry it on better than others married or single? Am I never lazy 
or indifferent in regard to my work? 

V. Stinchcun, '32. 

Seen and Heard 

FACED by the fact that this is to be our last attempt to slap together 
enough nonsense in a manner supposedly humorous, ye editor sinks 
to the depths. Our conscience has forced us just a trifle too far. 
In the search for startling announcements we have made a real find. We 
now know that "A. Nony Mous" is not the real editor of this column, 
but that you have been plagued by a most conscientious fault-finder who 
dares sign his name to this feeble attempt at the nonsensical. 

The Tower Light has not appeared now for two months, but we 
have the real lowdown on its non-appearance. Oh, yes, we know you 
were told it was the bank situation. Well, maybe it was, but here is 
what ye editor surmises. Have you visited the new T. L. (Tower Light 



to you) office? Well, the staff had become so accustomed to a pigeon 
hole office that it has taken them exactly two months to become adjusted 
to their new surroundings. Can you imagine being able to sit down 
and write (even this) without pushing Shakespeare off Miss Munn's 
desk. Can you feature being able to consult Webster without drop- 
ping this worthy volume on some trembling Freshman awaiting a con- 
ference? We consider these conditions the realization of a long-sought 

After three years of the same drivel we expected to become quite 
calloused and pessimistic toward such things as spring, spring fever and 
its subsequent tribulations. Still a responsive chord was struck within 
us to witness the innocent development of this thing called love among 
the student body. 

May we ask was it the spring weather that caused a certain Senior 
to write a feminine name all over the cover of his notebook. 

Was it the attraction of the blooming violets that caused the Fresh- 
man and Junior class presidents to visit the glen on the same day. (Of 
course, they didn't go together.) 

Denials are in order, but we are inclined to believe it has been the 
spring weather that enticed Mr. President of the Junior class to be seen 
rather consistently with a certain dormitory Junior. May we ask, Mr. 
Pres., is this being independent? 

While discussing class offices, you may probably have noticed that 
Mr. Pres. of the Freshman class and Miss Pres. of the Resident Student 
Council are rather busily engaged. Rather important administrative 
business, we imagine. 

Do not overlook the vice-presidents who are unusually active when 
compared to other vice-presidents. It seems that Mr. Vice-Pres. for the 
Junior class has become quite interested in the radio in Richmond Hall 
Parlor, but then again it may not be the radio. Who knows? 

We naturally disregard the affairs and activities of the Senior class, 
since we feel that they are above reproach in every way. 

It has been such a long time since ye editor has written this type 
of column that he has been reduced to a palpable state on account of 
the professionals and others. 

May we recommend for the Hall of Fame the idea to give proceeds 
of a basketball game for a scholarship fund? Why not in the next year 
select two games for each sport and definitely call them scholarship 
games? The game might be followed by a dance. I am sure that the 
student body and our visitors would be very favorably impressed by 
something of this kind. 

Isn't it queer that all three classes have men presidents? More par- 



The Freshmen and Juniors deserve special mention for the excellent 
dances sponsored by these two groups. The Freshmen did very well. 
The Junior dance . . . well . . . low lights . . . soft music ... a 
moonlit night . . . and one o'clock. Revolutionary! 

It seems like such a long time since the New York trip that we 
can't say much about it, but it will be a long time before we forget 
the good time. 

Space will not permit us to say "I told you so." However, we were 
quite satisfied with the student choice of officers. Here's wishing them 
a successful term. 

The Men's Revue deserves special mention. The affair was pro- 
duced and presented to a large gathering. The affair was well supported 
especially by the Alumni, to whom the Men's Revue presented an oppor- 
tunity for a homecoming. 

Miss "Weyforth is to be congratulated on the fine performance of 
the operetta, which was presented in excellent fashion. 

After viewing the show, we have decided to emulate that Holly- 
wood director who dissected the various stars and put together different 
parts of different people to make his conception of the ideal individual. 
Here is our attempt to provide a perfect male: 
Form like Stanley Maleski. 
Face like Jean Benbow. 
Agility of Lou Harris. 
Athletic abiUty of George Rankin. 
Voice of Harvey Nichols. 
Piano ability of Herman Miller. 
Violin ability of Leonard Kulacki. 
Will power of Henry Kitt. 
Artistic ability of Charlie Meigs. 
Dancing ability of Gerson Woolf. 
Logic of Jimmy Dugan. 

Have you noticed that the three Council officers consistently fill 
the first three seats on the platform. As a suggestion we recommend 
that these chairs be labeled to inform the lowly class officers that they 
rightly belong to the Council presidents. 

We gather the following from the files in the Health Office. It 
seems that on the final health examination required of all Seniors, one 
of the group (a Senior, too) filled in the blank which required the 
"marital state" of the individual with the word "Maryland." Another 
Senior scratched over the above-mentioned phrase and wrote the words 
"no— single." 

In parting, may we offer a few words. We wish to apologize to 
any individual who may have come to the attention of ye editor and 



been held up to the eyes of the school. Anything that may have been 
mentioned was said in a manner intended to be humorous, not mean. 

"We are sincerely sorry to be leaving the school. To say more 
•would put your columnist in a sentimental vein of writing, a condi- 
tion we have tried to avoid in all our writings. We wish you "happy 
landings" in all your future endeavors. For the last three years we 
have striven to a certain degree to be anonymous (you may say, "I knew 
it aU the time") . We are reasonably sure it is for the best that we did 
remain anonymous, due to the fact that the editor of this prattle has 
been threatened many times. 

Saying ... so long . . . thanking you for your interest ... we 
leave . . . just . . . 

Edward Gersuk. 

Emerson's Self-Reliance 

PERHAPS one of the most inspiring statements made by Emerson in 
his "Essay on Self-ReHance" is the one in which he says that a 
young college graduate who hasn't received his desired reward 
after a few years has no right to be discouraged and dissatisfied with life. 
Emerson, when he wrote this essay, may or may not have foreseen 
a period of depression such as the one in which we are now living. 
Emerson may or may not have reacted favorably were he living now 
and were he now a young college graduate. However, it is not with 
Emerson's reaction that we are concerned, but with our own. 

To those of you who are now Seniors and who soon will be college 
graduates with no immediate reward in view, and to those of you who 
will not be fortunate enough to return to school next year to continue 
in search of the reward you desire, I put this question: Are you going 
to go on hving hopelessly, disheartened, and dissatisfied, or are you 
going to go on and make hfe worth Hving by exercising the powers 
given you? As Emerson says, "Let a Stoic open the resources of man, 
and tell men they are not leaning willows but can and must detach 
themselves; that with the exercise of self -trust new powers shall appear." 

Louis Rachanow, Senior. 

A conjuror was producing eggs from a hat. He addressed little 
Peter in the front row: 

"Your mother can't get eggs without hens, can she?" he asked. 
"Oh, yes," replied Peter. 
"How's that?" 
"She keeps ducks." 


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Wilma Smith and Ida Hausman — ^These two are "internationally 
minded." Probably they will become the traveling research workers of 
an international library. 

Mike Salzman — ^We don't know what Mike will do. Perhaps the 
stage? (He is at his best when embarrassed.) 

Martha Smith will be an unselfish worker in her community. Her 
kind-heartedness will merit her the title of "a good neighbor." 

Margaret Spehnkouch — "Spen" will be the vivacious leader of "the 
younger married set" of her church. 

Marianne Simpson will make a fine "Httle lady." We see her among 
fragile tea cups. 

Mary Wright shall spend day upon day and night upon night with- 
out sleep, without food, delving into old volumes. 

Genevieve Shules is a perplexing individual, when one tries to fit 
her into one mode of life only. Whether she becomes an artist in some 
field or sticks to the domestic life, her feeUng for drama will translate 
her Hfe into something vivid and intense. 

Louis Rachanow will intersperse his teaching with homely philosophy 
and bits of wit. 

Marguerite Kimball, Ruth Michel, and Marguerite Kurrle, though 
living very different lives, will "get together" in private life to form a 
dehghtful "Tish, Aggie and Lizzie" combination (Mary Roberts Rine- 
hart) in their propensity for "doing things." 

Gladys Quatman fits best into a future of bungalow aprons, flower 
gardens, and a sunny kitchen with the odor of baking cookies. 

Elnetia Ewing's questioning attitude, and feeling for responsibility 
will serve her in working out some philanthropic purpose in life. 

Ruth Caples — Her nature is too elusive to "lay a finger on," or 
label. No phase of life will be able to hold all of her. She will always 
be young, because she is close to flowers, and stars, and earth. 

Helen Cox has a deft manner in short story writing. Her palm 
indicates a life of artistic expression. 

Eunice Burdette — ^A fine girls' school down South will look to her 
for guidance, as its principal. 

Martha Bennett, as a wise and fine teacher, will be the type whose 
"boys and girls" will come back, years after leaving school. 

Fannie Chadakowsky would make a devoted wife, and a fondly, 
anxious mother. 

Ben Krem-en has enough humor, dogged persistence and sense to 
fashion him into the kind of successful man who would recall his boy- 
hood with a chuckle. 


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Birthday Party 

THE Birthday Party for the men in residence was held on March 
16, 1933, at Newell Hall. 
Our guests were Dr. David M. Robinson of Johns Hopkins, 
Dr. John R. Abercrombie, Mr. Donald Minnegan, Mr. F. Curt Walter, 
Mr. Harold E. Moser, Mr. Robert C. Calder, Mr. Daniel R. Finn, and 
Mr. Clement Erhart. 

The table was decorated in St. Patrick style. The menu included 
Emerald Isle Cocktail, St. Patrick's Broth, Roast Stuffed Blarney (pig), 
Praties, Millarney Shot, Paddies Meat, Romantic Bits, Baked Shamrocks, 
the Eating of the Green, Pride of Erin a la Mode, Home Brew (with- 
drawn at last minute due to the fact that it was still illegal), and Brag 
and Bluff. 

Dr. Robinson gave us a short talk suitable for the occasion. Mr. 
Walther gave a talk on Baltimore, 4000 A. F. (After Ford), copy- 
righted by Mr. "Walther. 

Mr. Moser challenged any Irishman present to answer three ques- 
tions, with the response "y^^." He also made a ten-cent bet with his 
opponent. Mr. Finn accepted the challenge. The first question was, 
"Do you or do you not think that Mr. Minnegan is a bluff?" Answer, 
"Yes." The second question was, "If your mother was standing bare- 
footed in the snow at your door, would you refuse her shelter?" Answer, 
"Yes." The third question was, "If you win this bet, will you return 
my money?" Answer, "Yes." 

John F. Owings, Freshman IV.